A strange face speaks a familiar name,
Wicked grin promising trouble, adventure.
We run through the streets like the devil
Chases us.

A strange face speaks familiar words,
Laughing eyes piercing through every lie.
We leave a trail of ice, searching
For the lost hand.

A strange face speaks a name,
Eyes grim and smile unsteady.
We see each other for the first time
And grasp hands, strangers no longer.