things I have been thinking about
You 2
Look at the mirror inside your mind,
because it's rare to see yourself looking at you,
looking at yourself.
This is bliss,
under the sun's glare,
one single star's stare,
Like a beautiful blonde,
who has colored her red hair.
You can't be there in the end,
in the end of you and what's looking at you,
when you and me have ended.
Between yourself,
there is you and you.
You must choose.
To believe or not.
because it's rare to see yourself looking at you,
looking at yourself.
This is bliss,
under the sun's glare,
one single star's stare,
Like a beautiful blonde,
who has colored her red hair.
You can't be there in the end,
in the end of you and what's looking at you,
when you and me have ended.
Between yourself,
there is you and you.
You must choose.
To believe or not.
