I sit at my mirror and look
i look at the girl in the mirror...

One year left of love
then you will fly away...

She used to be care free, no troubles
she used to be a happy little angel...

Say hurtful words to me
i stay unaffected...

Watch your thoughts
they become your words...

In her little invisible box
locked deep inside her soul...

The room starts fading,
my brain starts cradling...

Looking out of the opaque window
all i can see is that deadly world...