You seek the woman who has never been born.
Well, I am here just out of reach.
My spirit aches to be rebound
But I know it is not meant for this life.
I must bear this pain and love from afar
My gentle one, my missing shard.

It breaks my heart to remember
but memories are all I have.
A ghost of a notion,
an echo of the past,
remembrences of passion...
So far away, so very long ago.

My golden angel beneath the desert sun.
My longed for lover on icy seas.
My compassionate rescuer of noble heart.
Memories in dreams of life after life.
My heart, my all....my other.
Our faces may change, but the eyes remain the same.

Your songs call to me across the sea of time.
My heart responds, my soul it knows...and weeps.
There is purpose to be found, in this I have faith.
And hope remains within me still for our next life.
So sing me to sleep and to Morpheus' sweet realm
that my memories may sustain my heart until next time.