The Reflection

Oh she was a little girl and I was only just learning to crawl

I would call her name

To see her beautiful eyes glow

Oh look at me

Oh look at me

They tell you to hold on

And say that one day you'll understand

Well I'm still waiting

Yeah I'm still here

I want someting more

Something kind, something pure

Oh she was a little jonesy, oh I should know

And he was a little backwards man with nothing much to show

Well everything she said

Would leave me cold

And everything he did

Lead to nowehere

It all amounts to this

All this time

I never knew

Who you really were

We pass it down, it keeps repeating

We break and run, we keep decieving

I am becoming - I am become

I am becoming - I am the one

I am reflection - I am the sun

I am the shadown - I am the gun

I want something more

Something kind

Something pure