Distorted Wasn’t this reflection once? Picture perfect Weren’t the memories Incredible Weren’t you once? The best thing That ever happened Didn’t a smile Paint my face When you decorated my mind I cared About how you felt About how you were But as time Drops All those butterflies wash away The pretty pictures begin to fade I look at you And see a stranger Just another face amongst Other faces Trying to remember How it felt When your face Your voice Meant so much more Than nothing...