I went down to the riverside 
There I lay my head down and denied 
I’d seen a child
Who asked me where I’d gone
Would I sing for him that song again?
Just to be heard, it seems absurd 
That the world could be so small, one could be all, again.
                                              
And I walked a line between
Hell and all my fantasies
In this time
I don’t know why
I don’t know what went wrong
You were here with me and
Now you’re gone
If it’s just a dream, what could it mean?
That we’ve met ourselves before — in the stream

And I was with you  
Though you were gone   
When I found myself where
You don’t belong
For all these waters are  
Forever flowing on 

When I lay my head down to sleep last night
And I dreamed I woke up between wrong and right
If it’s all the same
Can I have a word with you
Before things pass away and we’re no longer strangers
If it’s just a dream, what could it mean?
That we’ve met ourselves before — in the stream
That we’ve met ourselves before — in the stream

Music and Lyrics © 2010 Brett Terry, All Rights Reserved.