The glass mirror does not define who I am,
It only shows me a reflection...

Falling sweet teardrops,
Upon the blooming flowers...

Show them you're brave,
And hide all the tiny scars...

Once upon a time over hills of green, and above...
This girl was depressed, always crying and never...

Tears slowly fall from my eyes,
As I figured out what I said...

Leaves crunch under her booted feet,
As snow begins to fall upon her tongue...

If only I could say what I want to say
Speak my mind...

The reason why god left footprints in the sand,
Was for you to follow; let him lead your way...

Silent tears wash down her angelic face;
This little girl dressed in a black gown...

I've been looking in the mirror for some time now,
Confusion and worry written deep on her face...

Blood red tears,
Running down my wrists...

Heartfelt lullaby,
Drawing me to sleep...