It climbs up inside you, from the soles of your feet
I went through all type of changes
Reflections do not show what we will or can become
Perfection can't be modified
Sometimes we change too much to recognise
Reflections do not stay with me in time
There's no such thing as the future
And every night as I lay there alone, I will dream
Reflections do not show what we will or can become
Perfection can't be modified
Sometimes we change too much to recognise
Reflections do not stay with me in time
There's no such thing as the future
And every night as I lay there alone, I will dream
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