I look in to a mirror
And what do I see? ?
But a lonely soul going outta control.
In need of some friends,
In need of some company,
In need of some light to pick me,
Off this ground tonight,
Just like when a bird comes down,
Then soars up in to the clouds,
To never be found,
In this part of town once again,
Up and down like a fair ground ride,
And around and around we go,
It never stops,
To the music,
Which seems to grow,
With the beat of my heart,
Is where I am back to the start,
Looking into this mirror I see my reflection,
This lonely soul is no more outta control! !
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