When I was alone,
I felt so cold,
it's hard to keep from shaking.
I found someone and I couldn't move.
I couldn't breathe.
And you try to tell me
that we're almost here.
That we've almost made it.
How can I be somebody new,
When I see my own reflection?
And you try to tell me
that we've almost made it.
That we're almost here.
How can I be somebody new,
when I see my own reflection?