Different right from the start
An outsider never taking part
Looking for what is not to findStanding still with a wandering mind
Doesn't mean I feel no pain
Didn't mean to feel that muchI can watch but never touch
I can dream but never reach
Behind this wall of glassI've seen a million stories
I've cried and I've laughed
I've died and I've lovedA hand so near to my heart
So close and yet so far
Knocking on the glassYour warmth seeping through
Melting the ice, drops falling to you
A story almost coming trueIt's dark here, you can't see me
What's glass to me, is a mirrow to you
When you look at me, you just see yourselfCan't let you see the real me
So you won't be scared away
You go and I always staySaw a glimpse of what we could be
I'm knocking on the glass
Can you hear me?In our ways we both are free
I won't ask you to stay
I want you to seeFelt the cracks forming, worlds apart
Thought you could break the glass
Instead you broke my heartI just wanna close my eyes
Watching stories in my head
While the wall of glass will rise
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Mind of April
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