I see her,
The one I'll soon become.
And I know her
As no other has known her.
Spitting image of her beautiful youth,
And following in her wake
With mirrored emotions.
So much unsaid when it comes to my love
But she knows because she has felt it.
We are of the same blood, same mind and soul
And she's all I've gotten to know.
They look into their crystal
And they know what lies in store,
They predict my forecast hazy - chance of rain,
And it's clear why.
What they don't understand though,
We may be of same blood -
But under God I swear -
We are not the same.
And I don't see that rain ahead...
So check your magic ball again.
I see her every day,
The one I'll never be.
And I know her so well...
But I choose to be me.
 
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