Broken mirrors
Broken heart...

When the fairy tale's gone
Cause I don't believe...

I had a friend
Thought she was better off dead...

Need to hear your voice
Reaching for a phone...

Heart breaks like glass
But feels cold as stone...

Burning across the sky
A falling star...

Can you hear it, dear reader?
This unknown sound...

Welcome to the white forest
Where dreams become real...

Dear reader
Can you feel it...

Warmth of your hand
Intertwined through my fingers...

Reading your response
Over again...

Say that life
Is unkind...