I can't stop wondering why
no matter how hard I try.
Questions invade my sleep.
Every night, your image haunts me.
Always in my memories,
you're the reflection of me.
Wanting so bad to fly
so close to the sun, we came undone.
All the pain finally claimed you
and escape was your last move.
And in losing you, I lost myself.
But I know there's a place
and of this I am sure:
we will finally face
the mirror.
I try to get on with life.
I tell myself I'll be alright.
But I'm so afraid
of what may await.
'Cause the image is clear
and I know what I fear.
We were so close
that I can never let go.
Still, I know there's a place
and of this I am sure:
we will finally face
the mirror.
Then I look deep inside,
past the emptiness there.
Though you're gone from me,
your spirit is near.
Now I know there's a place
and of this I am sure:
we will finally face
the mirror.