Each day I play into this role,
Of someone always in control.
Yet I can't walk into a future that will last,
Looking over my shoulder into the past.
All answers found don't amount to much,
For I can't reach out to you and touch.
New horizons I try to pursue,
Yet in this world I'm lost without you.
In the looking glass, haunted by notion,
I watch us move together, but in slow motion.
Smiling you turn and whisper to me,
Can't make it out,
What it could be?
You are a child with a broken wing,
I'm a mother who cannot sing,
Standing alone I have thought this over,
I dream you will fly,
Fly on forever.
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