[Verse 1] In the middle of the poem I was reading, there was a line that touched my heart, something old, almost forgotten, brought the memories back to life. With my cup of tea there on the table and a little cake beside, a sudden shiver ran right through me, like a message from another time. [Pre-Chorus] Then the door opened slowly, and I watched you walking in. Just like in the dream I’d had at night, there you stood in front of me. [Chorus] Can dreams come true? Can time turn around? Can someone you’ve been missing come back around? You smiled and said my name and the whole world stood still. The great love of my younger days was sitting beside me once again. [Verse 2] At first our words were careful, so many years had passed us by. But soon the laughter came back to us, like time had never said goodbye. We remembered all our younger days, all the things we used to do, and an hour became a moment when the past came back with you. [Pre-Chorus] Two different roads through life, two stories lived apart. Now we sat there facing each other, and something woke inside my heart. [Chorus] Can dreams come true? Can time turn around? Can someone you’ve been missing come back around? You smiled and took my hand and the whole world stood still. The great love of my younger days might be my future after all. [Verse 3] We have both lived through our stories, known the joy and the goodbyes. We have loved and we have lost things, carried questions through our lives. But now we’re free to choose tomorrow, no one knows where this road goes. Maybe it was always meant to happen, meeting after all these years. [Bridge] Happiness comes, happiness goes, through the seasons of our lives. Sometimes it disappears from view, sometimes it takes us by surprise. And maybe there are no real endings, only roads we haven’t seen. Maybe we must lose our way to find the place we’re meant to be. [Final Chorus] Yes, dreams can come true when you least expect they will. When a door suddenly opens and for a moment time stands still. You smiled and took my hand, I didn’t need anything more. The great love of my younger days is walking beside me once more. [Outro] The cup of tea is on the table, the poem is still open there. But the words all mean something different now, there’s a new story we can share. Happiness comes, happiness goes, but sometimes it chooses to stay. And hand in hand we walk toward tomorrow, with all our years still on the way.
