There's a stranger looking at the mirror
Eyes full of yearning
A face of confusion and loss
Their tears a slight trickle of sand from an hourglass
Almost unnoticeable
Days creeping by into weeks, months and years
Bitter cold, anticipating a relaxing summer
Blazing heat, waiting for an icy winter
It never seems like much
But one day you step back
And suddenly there's a stranger looking at the mirror
