» Caught in the mirror
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Lyrics |
Caught in the mirror This is not a fools goodbeye, if it may appear so, This is just a little note, trown outside the window. Words are flying true the sky, some for real and some are lies. Please release I am caught in the mirror. Sometimes I can see you looking true me. Hanging on the wall you walk up to me. Keep your face within my mind, searching words so hard to find. Will somebody get me off the wall? Your face is the finest that Ive had so close to me. I can sense the perfume like the air that I breath. And when I am trapped beneath the frame I am casted in. You are everything I need, to be this state I am in. This is not a fools goodbeye, but I know it seems so. This is just your image, in the way youve never seen so. And everytime you look at me behind the glass. Standing with an image from the past Your face is the finest that Ive had so close to me. I can smell the perfume like the air that I breath. And when I am trapped beneath the frame, I am casted in. You are everything I need, to be this state I am in. Written and performed by Martin Wolffgramm / Beatlez & Bitz |