Self reflection

Drifting, Sarah McLachlan

You’ve been gone for so long all that you know
Has been shuffled aside as you bask in the glow
of the beautiful strangers that whisper your name.
Do they fill up the emptiness?

Larger than life is your fiction in a universe made up of one.

‘Cause you have been drifting for so long
I know you don’t want to come down.
But somewhere below you there’s people who love you
and they’re waiting for you to come home, please come home.

You walk in a room and the world stops to stare.
You mesmerize all who are caught in the glare
of the spotlight that follows wherever you go.
Does it light up the emptiness?

Larger than life is your fiction in a universe made up of one.

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