Where Am I, Where Are You?

Where am I, where are you?
So close yet far, the answers lie.
Following the worn-out path,
Making my own path.
Leaving behind my footprints.
A memory.
As I wander, searching for the answers that I wish for.
Above the clouds drift upon the wind.
While the stars watch from the dark-cold sky.
So many things have happened and so many, have yet to come.
Walking in the shallow water, as water laps at my bare tried feet.
Surrounded by beautiful green, seems like a dream.
The you that has yet to be, the you that is here.
Is there a difference?
Or is it a possibility?
Tomorrow comes, as today becomes yesterday.
It never stops, it never waits.
Time a gift and ordeal.
High above the world, upon mountain tops.
A wind blows past, bringing with it a moment.
A memory.
In sleep, I go where no one goes.
Where memory and fantasy meet.
A place of dreams, where I search.
Wandering until daybreak comes.
Fate, what is it?
Is there such a thing?
Did it fate bring us to where we are?
Or is it something else, unknown to you or I?
Where am I, where are you?
Where am I supposed to be, what path should I take?
Where are you going, what path do you take?
And will we meet again?
So close yet far, the answers lie.
Somewhere, some time, someday.
In a place we have yet to find.
Is somewhere, someday.
The old paths are fading away, as new ones are made.
Someday, those places will disappear.
And become a memory.
Nothing stays, everything changes.
So close yet far, the answers lie.
Yet they too will change.
So far yet close.
Is where they maybe.
Where am I, where are you?
Where is myself, the me from now?
Where are you, tomorrow?
Where am I, where are you?
My possibility,
My future,
Myself;