Someone leaves footprints on my mind
Almost every night
The waves hit the shore but the footprints stay
I can see that he has been here again
Even when he's not in my dreams
I wake up with him on my mind
Convinced he will be there when I walk downstairs--
Crazy thoughts have seeped in...
I know him but he doesn't know me
But I hope he'll remember me
Come September when I might see him
Until then I will learn to be satisfied with footprints