The Window Glass

Looking at the window glass the reflection began to appear Ever slowly I could see the looking girl was me Behind me in a long long line others began to show Each one awaiting for their turn to see what they could see I took my time and really looked and saw a second me Now this one's who I really am not who I used to be The first one's light was fading fast gone before the looking glass I grabbed the girl and pulled her through she's who I want to be There's love and peace etched in her face The old one's gone she's been replaced to look no more into the glass I've found my life it's here at last