| Never look into the mirror
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| Unless you’re ready to face the crude reality:
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| Just close your eyes and let it be
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| Years are lingering across my cheeks
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| The fear of time slowly passing by
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| Hidden in my eyes
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| Tears are falling upon my hands
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| As dry as the desert under the burning sun
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| The left on my lips, the taste of sorrow and pain
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| Time will spread its wings and fly
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| Like an eagle through the winds
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| The tide will wait for me until I’m ready to be free
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| To be free (to be free), to be free
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| Through your fingers
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| Time is flowing like a river to the sea
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| Just like those tears from your eyes
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| Through your fingers
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| Your life is flowing like a river to the sea
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| Just like the lines of your hands
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| I can see a young girl that I will not ever be again
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| So hard to think that she was me
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| So fragile and innocent
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| Looking for shelter in the wrong arms
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| Breaking the bonds that helped me not to stumble and fall
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| Time will spread its wings and fly
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| Like an eagle through the winds
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| The tide will wait for me until I’m ready to be free
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| To be free (to be free), to be free
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| Through your fingers
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| Time is flowing like a river to the sea
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| Just like those tears from your eyes
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| Through your fingers
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| Your life is flowing like a river to the sea
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| Just like the lines of your hands
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| Your youth will fade away
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| Like the echoes of singing bells in the dark
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| Your memories will turn as pale
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| As old photographs loosing theis colors
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| As time passes by
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| How long will it last?
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| Only a fool would say
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| Never look into the mirror
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| And listen to the bells of oblivion |