You look familiar

Have I seen your face before?

It's quite peculiar

'Cause I don't know myself any more.

Memories of who I was are haunting me

A silhouette of what life used to be

But I still see the possibility

In my reflection

I'm just a picture

Of a road you've walked before

A gentle whisper

That says you're not afraid anymore

The past is nothing more than history

And the future will unfold how it's meant to be

Here and now is looking back at me

In my reflection