The Reflection

Oh she was a little girl and I was only just learning to crawl
 I would call her name
 To see her beautiful eyes glow
 Oh look at me
 Oh look at me
 They tell you to hold on
 And say that one day you'll understand
 Well I'm still waiting
 Yeah I'm still here
 I want someting more
 Something kind, something pure
 Oh she was a little jonesy, oh I should know
 And he was a little backwards man with nothing much to show
 Well everything she said
 Would leave me cold
 And everything he did
 Lead to nowehere
 It all amounts to this
 All this time
 I never knew
 Who you really were
 We pass it down, it keeps repeating
 We break and run, we keep decieving
 I am becoming - I am become
 I am becoming - I am the one
 I am reflection - I am the sun
 I am the shadown - I am the gun
 I want something more
 Something kind
 Something pure