Everyday I wake up to the
Strangest feeling
Everything is happening again
Looking in the mirror at my
Own reflection
Scared that I donât recognize a thing
Now youâre gone
Now youâre gone
I try to catch the bus but itâs the
Wind Iâm hailing
Everyone and no one looks at me
And if I could convince someone to
Take me somewhere
I could be arriving on your street
Now youâre gone Iâm just a
Shadow of my past
And I canât wait to get
To your door I run
To your door I run
To your door I run
Everyday I wake up itâs the
Same old story
Everything is happening again
And if I could convince someone to
Take me some place
Itâs my face that youâd see coming clean
Now youâre gone Iâm just a
Shadow of my past
And I canât wait to get
To your door I run
To your door I run
To your door I run

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