Its there i catch a glimpse of her
In my heart, curiosity is stirred
I see her eyes ther locked on mine
I quicly loose all sence of time
And as i part my lips to speak
No sound comes out, my voice is weak
She is filled with sorrow, hate and pain
Around her it begins to rain
I feel myself reach out to her
But now every thing is just a blur
Like watercolours in the rain
my understanding is all in vain
I looked with shock into her eyes
What i thought was true till now were lies
My leggs give way and i felt weak
The mirror looked so tall and bleak
All along this dismal girl
Was none other than me...
