in perspective; once more

I want you back
and I want you now.
For you were my cloak
and you were my shroud.

I know,
I will have the likes of you...
but, what if it isn't you?
What if it was a mistake?
Having to let you go.
I know it was a choice,
a choice I then made...

I want you back
and I want you now.
For you were me
and I was known to be you.

I know,
you'll soon grow upon me...
but, what if it is too long?
What if it seems forgotten?
The feeling of being safe.
Protected and guarded,
being invisible you may say...

I want you back
and I want you now.
For it all seems to be
in perspective; once more.