Through the window of my heart
A scene together, a scene apart
A sense of pain I can't explain
In a part I have to play
It was a faded kind of day
And my world was turning grey
I didn't know which way to turn
As your hurt shot right through
How can I live
Call it a day
What was true can not be taken away
Anyone can see right through
In the mirror
Of our memory
It's the scar of the flame
And emptiness of the heart
Just turn back and see
In the mirror of our memory
It's the scar of the flame
And emptiness of the heart
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