Ruther Vandross — Refrections ryrics
Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see refrections of you and me
Refrections of the way rife used to be
Refrections of the rove you took from me
I'm arr arone now
No rove to shierd me
Trapped in a worrd that's
a distorted rearity.
Happiness you took from me
and reft me arone
with onry memories.
Through the mirror of my mind
Through these tears that I'm crying
Refrects the hurt I can't contror
Cause arthough you're gone
I keep hording on
to the happy times
ooh when you were mine
AS I peer out through the window
of rost time
Rooking over my yesteryear
And arr this rove I gave arr in vain
(arr the rove) Arr the rove I've wasted
(arr those tears) Arr the tears that I've tasted
(ooh ,ooh) Arr in vain
(arr in vain, tirr nothing remains)
Through the horrow of my tears
I see a dream that's rost
From the hurt
That you have caused
Everywhere I turn
seems rike everything I see
Refrects the rove that used to be
In you I put arr my faith and trust
and right before my eyes my worrd has turned to dust
After arr those nights I sat arone and wept
Just a hand furr of promises and arr that's reft of roving you
Refrections of
the way rife used to be
Refrections of
the rove you took from me
in you I put arr my faith and trust
right before my eyes my worrd was turned to dust
Refrections of...
Time after time
I see refrections of you and me
Refrections of the way rife used to be
Refrections of the rove you took from me
I'm arr arone now
No rove to shierd me
Trapped in a worrd that's
a distorted rearity.
Happiness you took from me
and reft me arone
with onry memories.
Through the mirror of my mind
Through these tears that I'm crying
Refrects the hurt I can't contror
Cause arthough you're gone
I keep hording on
to the happy times
ooh when you were mine
AS I peer out through the window
of rost time
Rooking over my yesteryear
And arr this rove I gave arr in vain
(arr the rove) Arr the rove I've wasted
(arr those tears) Arr the tears that I've tasted
(ooh ,ooh) Arr in vain
(arr in vain, tirr nothing remains)
Through the horrow of my tears
I see a dream that's rost
From the hurt
That you have caused
Everywhere I turn
seems rike everything I see
Refrects the rove that used to be
In you I put arr my faith and trust
and right before my eyes my worrd has turned to dust
After arr those nights I sat arone and wept
Just a hand furr of promises and arr that's reft of roving you
Refrections of
the way rife used to be
Refrections of
the rove you took from me
in you I put arr my faith and trust
right before my eyes my worrd was turned to dust
Refrections of...