Young man looks in the mirror                   
Stands frozen with fear                         
Looking back into a strange pair of eyes        
And paralyzed,                                  
He searches the glass                           
But he can't recognise himself                  
                                                
Why can't I see                                 
That thing I want to be?                        
I'll never be...                                
                                                
Old man runs to the water                       
To see himself                                  
The young boy he drowned many, many years ago   
Can't tell which are tears and what is river    
But what does it matter when both wash away?    
                                                
Why can't I see                                 
That thing I wanted to be?                      
I'll never be...                                
                                                
We all stand at the shore                       
Throwing rocks at our own reflections           
Don't care to see anymore                       
Don't care to know who we are and who I am      
                                                
Every man someday looks inside himself          
It's the measure of a man who doesn't run away  
Will he face the fact that there's a place      
Where he'll never, ever succeed?                
Will he face the goal he'll never acheive?      
                                                
Now I can finally see                           
That thing I always wanted to                   
But it's oh, so out of reach that I know,       
I know I'll never be.