| Looking through the window can you tell me what you see.
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| You’re sure you’re really seeing what is meant to be a Glass
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| a mirror to reflect what I conspire a vision, image I desire.
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| Standing on the ice believing all I’m searching for
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| Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before
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| Standing on the ice believing all I’m searching for
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| Close your cloudy eyes and chase all that you did before
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| Living in a glass house shielding all that’s meant for me Can you clear the shade and can you tell me what you see.
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| Shadow fills the light
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| until the glass house becomes the night
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| Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming
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| Running everywhere
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| Seeing clearly when I dare
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| Is it today or is it your way
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| And the moon must fall
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| Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette
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| Narrow the field aim in any direction
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| Do what I feel just to see my reflection
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| Any turn I know
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| Disappearing everywhere I go
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| I look to you for what I do And only then I see
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| That the glass house is just for me And any time is never mine
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| Narrow the field aim in any direction
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| Do what I feel just to see my reflection
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| Shadow fills the light
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| until the glass house becomes night
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| Dark is gleaming or am I dreaming
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| Running everywhere
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| Seeing clearly when I dare
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| Is it today or is it your way
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| And the moon must fall
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| Inspiration waits for your call for you to get a silhouette. |