Vision

You, I often dream,
The man with no name,
Whom I called now and then,
To find you is a question of when...

Sometimes I wonder,
If you really out there,
Exist in my waking world,
Or just a fantasy which I forever hold...

Feeling despair,
Not knowing if your far or near,
Crazy it may seems,
But I will be waiting for you even in a dream...