When beauty fades, I can't find my way
Because our time was put to test by the number
And now, I'm trying hard to see this
Through, but when glass reflecting back
Shows the past then I know it's time for me
To let go of

What I feel
What I know
A wishful thought
Maybe signs will lead me right
Because my mind is lost

I don't expect for you to understand
So I pass this on in hopes that
You'll comprehend

From me to you