look at all the happy people see their faces change as you walk into the room hundreds of years in the eyes of strangers make the back of your neck burn free to pass to conform free to wonder what belongs to the bleeding man inside freedom bears no credence when the lack of it s still being justified some things never stir the hearts of men some mistakes take more than mere regrets to mend in spite of all the twisting of truth i still see myself reflected in you but a mountain of distorted vision has me straining for a view is it fair to say that it s reflected reflected reflected reflected if i had a wish then there would be no sides there should be no difference here no mistrust no suspicion here what we are what we see to fabricate redemptive boasts confusing all condemning most is feigning fidelity toss a glance into the pool open my eyes and listen wish the rippling surface pure free of dissension nothing can change the way of friends nothing else can bring this chilling season to an end in spite of all the twisting of truth i still see myself reflected in you but lingering traces of deception blinding vision burn like poison fumes i don t wanna know if it s reflected reflected reflected reflected if i had a wish then there would be no sides oh this trend of change see s nothing changing keep dreaming oh i wanna walk like you i wanna cry with you i wanna feel the way you feel the way you do in spite of all the twisting of truth i still see myself reflected in you but a mountain of distorted vision has me straining for a view i don t wanna know if it s reflected