Through the Mirror

Forgotten people in the streets

Lonely eyes in the darkness

I wish you could find me

I think you won't meScreaming words at the churchyard

The echoes fade away

I think you won't hear it

I wish you could hear thisIf you want to find me,

Look for me at the other side of the mirrorSee me sitting here

Waiting for the day to come

I'll come through the mirror

To be with you

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