I first saw you like an old ghost story
From my family tree that was handed down to me
I've known you like a siren song that warns
I have been informed you could be the death of me

But patience pounds on the time that I stole
You were meant to be mine
I draw a duel with the cards of the gods
That were played in fated time

I know we'll meet again
Maybe tonight
Just tell me where and when
I know it's never sure
Maybe tonight
Maybe tonight

The sky whispers in a baritone
That the mystery always beats what I am shown
Search the dial for what I need to know
They don't play those songs on my radio

But patience pounds on the time that I stole
You were meant to be mine
I draw a duel with the cards of the gods
That were played in fated time