We didn't know

The world is full of ideas
If only the idea of you could be mine...

It was the year when the world learned
that the greed of the businessmen
and the constancy of a black man
can sometimes come together,
like heaven and earth sometimes come together.

You were standing and I was passing by,
I was thinking of you
and you were thinking of me
but we didn't know each other.

An attentive observer would have thought the opposite.
Seeing us always at the same places,
buying the same goods, being attracted by the same books,
wandering around the shops as two friends that came together,
split their ways and reunite again at the exit,
commenting their findings, their shopping.

I was dreaming of meeting you
and you were seeing me in your dreams,
without knowing my face.
Everyday we crossed our ways,
but you didn't know me,
I didn't know you.