There in the window I see my reflection
How haggard worn, and torn I see.But always still wearing a smile the happy emotion./
For all the passerby that pass me.
The road signs are toppled down
The streets full of smoking wax and crack
In this desolate place this part of town.
However still got these clothes on my back
I'm a wanderer with no place to rest.
Forever travelling down the crossroads
I set for myself to become the best
Burdened by the loads I still hold.
Here I come yesterday a stranger with no friends
But today I'm here to make amends
As I extend out my hand to lend
To the future we make together
Past all solid walls and weather
All verbal insults that think they clever.
However, whenever and wherever we be
In that window we get stronger and better
Break through climb high like a balloon
Aim higher rocket to the moon.
