الكلمات الأصلية
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Reflection staring back
A dirty mirror
Faded portrait on the wall
Empty rooms reply with echos from a distant land
My heart is yearning for more
Stained my thoughts in loneliness
Fire burning low
My eyes are hurting
Lost my soul in emptiness
Bad dreams and broken shadows
You will never be the catcher of my dreams
Breeze of glacier in my hair
I defy the winds of change
My fate I dare
Stranger calling out my name
I pretend I do not hear
I'm just a number in the endless line
