Nightmare

Did a nightmare I had by chance send my soul through time and space?

You say you know me, yet you don't, because we have the same face but behave differently.

I ask who she is.

You look at me and smile. My reflection is in your eyes, yet it seems you're looking through me at someone else.

You say she's yours, someone who'll vanish in a puff of smoke the moment you let go, so if you ever run into her again, you have to hold on tight.

Theme: Joining hands and pursuing oneself