Tekster: Finch. What It Is To Burn. Without You Here.

The storm is back tonight
So how could I awake without you here
Your pictures on the wall
You haven't called but I'll wait for you

To her own reflection
She says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection
She says, "I will be strong"

The storm is letting up but it wont die
If you weren't wrong was I
You picture still remains
But I wonder are you still the same

To her own reflection
She says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection
She says, "I will be strong"

Am I loosing you
Am I loosing you

I'm waiting, I've waited
Till it's over, it's over now
I'm waiting, I've waited
Till it's over, it's over now

I'm waiting, I've waited
Till it's over, it's over now
I'm waiting, I've waited
Till it's over, it's over now

To her own reflection
She says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection
She says, "I will be strong"

To her own reflection
She says, "I will hold on"
To her own reflection
She says, "I will be strong"