The Reflection

Oh, she was a little girl
And I was only just learning to cry
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 something more
Something gained
Something pure

Oh, she was a little jealous
Of him I should know
And he was little backwards
Now with nothing much to show

Well, everything she said will leave me cold
And everything you give leads to nowhere
It all amounts to this, it all amounts to this
All this time, I never knew of your very word

We pass it down, it keeps repeating
We break and run, we keep deceiving

I am becoming, I have become
I am becoming of your word
I am reflection, I am the sun
I am the shadow, I am the gun

I want something more
Something gained
Something pure