This may be heard on Real Audio. Behind the Mirror Copyright © 1998 Jeff Linder
Wind Walker
We walk through life looking in a mirror,
Searching for the parts of us that were lost.
Life seems a puzzle, and when a piece isn't there,
We sometimes reach out, no matter the cost.

We wander around, we struggle, we cry.
We wonder what's wrong, why life seems so bad.
Not knowing what's missing,
Nor why we are hurting, Nor why we are sad.

Then a door seems to open,
And enters the Light.
All things come together,
And all feels so right.

After all of life's struggles,
All of the strife.
The missing part appears,
And enters our life.

Both halves were wanting,
Both halves were apart.
Then, Behind the Mirror,
You found your true heart.

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