Facing The Mirror
John Connor
I see myself in fading days once more
A distant shadow, once a shade I'm sure
Little lines trace your little lies
Upon the words once tainted
Lost up-on the sea of thoughts,
Still searching for forgiveness
All I see, each night
I face the mirror
Is my green eyes staring right back at me
All things good
Small words, that really matter
Gone for good, and turn hearts to stone
Building castles in the sky, too long
Seeking shelter still I hide, alone
Lost within this mind so dark,
Am I trapped within this hell?
If I can't love myself,
How can I need someone else?
All I see, each night
I face the mirror
Is my green eyes staring right back at me
All things good
Small words, that really matter
Gone for good, and turn hearts to stone