Man In The Mirror

<br>Sometimes I look at the mirror<br>And ask who`s in front of me<br>I realize that I don`t know myself<br>Just dream `bout what I want to be<br>Now I`m insure<br>Of what I can do<br>And I don`t know<br>Who I belong to<br>I`ve never met someone to whom I can belong<br>And everyday I search somebody to love<br>Even if I know I can`t controll myself<br>I need somebody to tell me<br>Who I am<br>`Cause I`m not good enough to find it out alone<br>And everynight I cry for the fears within my soul<br>Sometimes I look at the mirror<br>And wonder if what I see is real<br>I study my vision so deeply<br>I can`t tell what I feel<br>I must think a lot<br>Of my destiny<br>All what I want<br>What I can get for me<br>I always fought for all the things I wanted<br>And all I wanted wasn`t always what I needed<br>I fight against me every single day<br>And I need somebody to save me<br>From dying<br>This man in the mirror whispers words I can`t understand<br>He wants to guide me, he takes my hand