The Woman Who

[Contra]

There she goes
Walking lightly in the shadow
Who she is, no one knows
Look, she's going towards the meadow.

I followed her discretly
In a mild paced chase
We crossed our paths, and briefly,
I swear I could see her face.

The moonlight hit her eyes
Which glittered in the dark
Like a bunch of fireflies
Lighting up the night like a spark.

She saw me and started running
She was now gone for good.
"Come back!" - I was yelling,
I don't know why she should.

Who is she?
The woman who.
Why is she important to me?
Because she...

Is you.