Shattered Glass

my reflection is lost within your eyes and i long to see the me of day's gone past, as the glass that once held more than cries broken is the soul of that which could rise, as i sift through the pieces of myself my reflection is lost within your eyes i see the fragments of me in your lies but truth and healing are locked deep inside past, as the glass that once held more than cries i know even a rose in beauty dies yet still i bleed myself dry from your thorns my reflection is lost within your eyes i turn and look for my own self to rise but i lay cold in this bed of framed time past, as the glass that once held more than cries healing never comes, i bid my good-byes and close my eyes deep within your own stare, my reflection is lost within your eyes past, as the glass that once held more than cries