Looking Back

Looking back I see myself

A lonely little thing

Cowering in a corner

At the approach of each new day

Looking back I have to say

I don’t quite understand

How I could be so different, now

From who I was back then

Now I run toward the dawn!

I greet the newborn day!

Trying to catch the smallest glimpse

Of what future waits for me

But tomorrow never comes

Now I’m looking behind me

To see if I’m being chased

But the only thing that haunts me

Is the truth of yesterday

So I look forward to the future

And run toward the light

I know the shadows will be behind me

When I’m looking back.

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