Sometimes i look out the window,
and see a faint reflection of myself
i wonder if that is really me
or is it someone else
I'm dying to know the truth behind matter;
of this world and what is beneath it
but someone things are better left unknown
because most of the time the truth hurts
sometimes i look out the window
and see a faint reflection of myself
now i now it is me
who is asking all the questions
