I saw your face there
Trapped in the mirror
Looking at me as I dream
I know you're standing
Watching me sleeping
Gently whispering
That you are there

Time and time again
I call to you your name
Tell me... you are there
Why does life seem like a dream
And yet dreams are more like life
Real life, now that's really rare

I saw your face there
But was it my error
Sometimes things just aren't quite what they seem
I thought you were standing
Maybe I thought to deeply
Those whispers, did you really care...