How many lifetimes
Have I known you?
Surely, we didn’t just meet
I remember seeing your face before
As I opened the castle’s door
Swords and armor adorned you
Your steed was black as coal
Or were you once a centurion
With a toga and a cloak?
Gliding through my drapery at night
To fill me with delight
Perhaps you were the Scottish Warlord
That rescued me from my plight
You threw me over your shoulder
And fought for me in the dead of night
Were you the musketeer I met in France
So many years ago?
Fighting for king and country
And defending me from my foes?
Maybe I’m just dreaming
Or perhaps I’ve lost my mind
But I swear that I’ve known you
Throughout the course of time
Our faces may have changed
With the passage of the years
But your heart has always belonged to me
Just as you have always owned mine