M.A. (premonition)

He was lonely in a world
Full of psychos, fools and wolves
He felt like he was all alone
But he wasn’t

In his walks he saw so much
Every type of poor lost soul
Went back home for some comfort
But she wasn’t there

Every day he went to work
All alone, but he felt her
Her presence strong like a
Premonition grew inside his head

And when he laid in bed to sleep
Late at night he heard her sing
Far away sounding like whispers
A haunting melody

And in his head she was a dream
A real sensation he could feel
A cold feeling up his spine
In his stomach, butterflies

And when he laid in bed to sleep
Late at night he heard her sing
Far away sounding like whispers
A haunting melody

Many months went by so slowly
He was waiting to one day find her
He saw signs in every morning
Before the sunrise

Then the long awaited day came
He met her and finally
He wasn’t alone anymore
And he could hear a sweet melody