Am I standing alone?
When I look in the mirror,
I don’t see anyone.
Run.
Is this who I’ve become,
in order to please everyone?
The world looking down?
Now, what do you need?
I see yellow, red.
I read yellow, pink.
Now, what do I know?
Are you the sun or their dream?
Or is that me, or the world?
But it’s still looking down.
Am I standing alone?
Still standing alone?
Oh, what have I done?
Changed for a tonne,
can’t find her within?
Come back, oh, my sun.
In an empty hole,
let’s search for my soul.
“You’re not standing alone,
just not there anymore”
Come back.
Oh my sun.

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