Reflection - Motorama

I saw his face in the morning

Summer twenty thirteen

My reflection in the morning

It was terribly real

I stretched my hand to the bottle

But then I closed my eyes and fell asleep

Somehow I closed my eyes and fell asleep

I saw a person the same night

In the same bed

Clutching my blanket

Lying on my pillow

I saw my face in the morning

Summer twenty thirteen

My reflection in the morning

It was terribly real

Tried to image that maybe someday

We’ll meet again

I saw a person the same night

In the same bed

Clutching my blanket

Lying on my pillow

Have you ever imagined

The reflection of yourself

Someone like you

Somewhere