What have you seen within the looking glass?
Within the wintry hours of that night…
What could have made your soul to pass
From light to dark, through fear and fright
Full deceit in black and white.

Shhh…slowly the wind wipes out your tear
You must have been turning over a new leaf
By now, also he should have been here
But he left you lonely disguised in belief
He cannot feel nor anger or grief.

The empty morning washed your hopes away
And it all vanished like the first ray of light
What could have made his soul to stay
And promise you he would come tonight?
It’s all deceit in black and white…