Reflection
Words and music by Béla Selendy
Kinda wonder where you are
kinda wonder what you're thinking
kinda wonder what you lost
kinda missing all your dreaming
All the days gone by
all the nights you soldiered on
all the things you never found the will to do
they follow you
You were not the kind to cry
you were not the one to get you down
you were never sold the lie
you were never lost to paying down
All the days gone by
all the nights' unsteady hold
all the things you never found the heart to say
hit the light of day
Looking for a splash of silver paint upon some tree
but the woods too dark, the weeds too thick
the path too hard to see
Looking for a flashing pinpoint signal in this night
Gotta find a light
Kinda wonder where you are
kinda wonder what you're thinking
kinda wonder what you lost
kinda missing all your dreaming
All the days gone by
all the nights you dreamed awake
all the things you never found the will to do
they follow you
All the days gone by
all the nights' unsteady hold
all the things you never found the heart to say
hit the light of day