As I reflect back on what I've used
And detect that I need some clues to get through
To those that accused me of never being true
I'll lose if I play into this game and never know the rules
So how do I bring out the me nobody sees
The forest for the trees, how about the man behind the glass that cant see
The light from within this life is the only the real remedy
Or find the reflection you see to be so damn unpretty...