i saw you in my mind when i was on the train.
i saw you in front of my eyes when i crashed on my bike
i saw you following me as i was dragged round by a kite in the park
i saw you under the l'arc de triomphe hiding in the metal of the eiffel tower
you were leaning on that tower in pisa
and i saw you coming out of the pen when i wrote that love song
i saw you guide my hand when i was about to act wrong
i see you in the heat haze of the dessert and
when i look closely at the patterns in the ice, i see you face etched
i saw you in the chopped wood i went and fetched
i saw you on my arm, in my breath and upon my soul as i died.
now i am passed, will i see you at the gates
will you escort me into the space beyond, through the cloud.
