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?