In the morning on the train
sitting and staring at the rain
or bury yourself in your books.
Don't look at no strangers, no don't give them any looks.
Well you ask yourself why you're so afraid,
why you hesitate when someone asks your name.
But they'll come too close if you tell them the truth.
Who's to say they want something from you?
Well your just a shell of your former youth.
That stranger in the mirror, oh, that's you. Why do you look so blue?
Verse 2
Maybe tomorrow you will make a change.
Maybe some day soon you will find the strength.
Chorus