Look at the fool you have been
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They drained the pool while you drowned in the dream
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They bought your beauty and your soul
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Then softly sold you back what they stole
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So look into the mirror do you recognise someone
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Is it who you always hoped you would become
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When you were young
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The disappointment of success
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Hangs from your shoulders like a hand-me down dress
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And down nostalgia's rocky road
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You watch your former lovers growing old
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So look into the mirror do you recognise someone
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Is it who you always hoped you would become
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When you were young
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Sometimes your lack of sympathy gets hard to explain
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So on your mask of make up just paint
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A little parody of pain
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So I look into the mirror and I recognise someone
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It is who you always hoped you would become
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When you were young
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When You Were Young
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| Del Amitri |
