Lilyjets. 3rd Floor. Aileen. Zeneszám

Looking out, she wants to try
But people are just rushing by
Hasty thoughts, but silent words
A fragile flame is left unheard

She was never given any choice
No one heard her voice
Tried to give them signs
She really wants the red
But given blue instead

Smiling people staring
Not understanding what she wants to say
That she is just like them, trying not to be ashamed
Oh mirror turning away
Who needs it anyway?

Waking up, she wants to see
Which one of them it's gonna be
To help her through this normal day
To get her up and on her way

She was never given any choice
No one heard her voice
Tried to give them signs
She really wants the red
But given blue instead

Smiling people staring
Not understanding what she wants to say
That she is just like them, trying not to be ashamed
Oh mirror turning away
Who needs it anyway?