paroles de chanson In The Reflection Of - Frank Hermans

I was a real wild child, running high
Climbing up where the clouds touch the sky
In the dusty attic, no fear in sight
With the world below, everything felt right
Through broken glass, the light shone thin
A boy with dreams too big to fit in

In the reflection of an attic window, I saw the skies so wide
Where dreams were born and fears would hide
A place where time stood still, with nowhere else to go
In the reflection of an attic window, my heart would always know

And though the years have passed, and I've grown
When I'm by myself, I still feel like that boy, all alone
Amidst the silence, I can hear the call
Of that ancient wood wall and that dusty hall
Life is a journey with twists and turns
Yet I cling to the memories where the fire still burns

Both the world and I have changed, it's true
But I still cry when I think back to skies so blue
Those innocent days when hope was all I knew
And every thought seemed so pure, so true
Somewhere deep inside, that boy remains
Guiding me through life's joy and pains

Memories fade but never disappear
They take me back to skies so clear
Where a young boy dreamed with spirits near
In that attic room, where ghosts still steer

Dreams still touch the sky