Maybe someday someone will love me
for what I am instead of what I should be
until that day I'll just sit here weeping
chasing dreams is like shadow leaping
The face behind the mirror an unrecognized reflection
his eyes are old and tired, filled with bitter recollection
The cross that he has carried was a burden I've made
It's a baptism of tears, they are the seas in which I bathe
cause there's a fire in my heart but I can't breathe for the smoke
Seems that I'm living proof, my life's a practical joke
There's a wind in my sails but I have lost all my direction
With no stars to guide me, now you're not here beside me anymore