I saw myself in the mirror of ice

 It wasn't me I realized

 The stranger glassy eyes expressed the fears of mine...



 The different wind the different sky the different faces 

 passing by

 The same trees and the same stars those glassy eyes are

 telling lies...



 Now on the ice I stand and stare

 And I am so truly perplexed

 The more I know the less I understand

 I'm being killed by the eyes of glass...