I want to see your face,
i want to hear your voice...

Everybody is born with a path.
As they grow up...

Time finds you.
It creates you, molds you...

It's the same old faces,
in the same old places...

When tears turn cold,
and your pupils shrink...

Who would have known,
that something was very wrong...

Three minutes and holding,
it's just one life lost...

Believe me,
When it starts to kick in...

Before you lose your innocence,
When the blindfold is taken off...

I try to sleep,
I hear you calling...

No one will ever see what i see,
when i see my reflection...