Here I am... but where am I really?
Time never stops...is this because it is unkind?
There are things that you try and undo...is this impossible?
Who are you? Where do you belong? Where are you? Where are you going?
Is this a case of object permanence or have you disappeared underneath this blanket?
Who am I? Where do I belong? Where am I? Where am I going?
I cant find you untill I find myself, is this true?
YOU and ME ME and YOU
ME