The concrete streets soaked with last night’s dew
I think of you and look into shop windows
I’m reminding myself of my face alone
Because my reflection’s been lost in other’s eyes and in the shadows of time for too long
But today
There’s something in the way I look that surprises me
I see I’m not lost at all
My eyes are crisp and my mouth is bold red and smiling
This gray afternoon I may have lost you
But I’ve found myself