I was never someone normal, I was always a surprise
I was always someone different, changing shape and changing size
I was sometimes someone's partner, someone's pupil, someone's child
In the glass I'd see a stranger, sometimes wasted, sometimes wild
Waiting for a meeting with a special person
Pretending to know what love was all about
Waiting, not knowing where I was going
Or if I should make an effort to find out
I was always someone searching, always trying something new
Never getting what I wanted, never knowing what was true
In the glass I'd see a stranger, until I found myself in you
Waiting for a meeting with a special person
Pretending to know what love was all about
Waiting, not knowing where I was going
Or if I should make an effort to find out
Waiting for a meeting with a special person
Pretending to know what love was all about
Waiting, not knowing where I was going
Or if I should make an effort to find out
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