: My reflection, dirty mirror There's no connection to myself I'm your lover, I'm your zero I'm the face in your dreams of glass So save your prayers
: I wanted you to know I love the way you laugh I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well I
: I sense there's something in the wind That seems like tragedy's at hand And though I'd like to stand by him Can't shake this feeling that I have The