Everyday I wake up to the Strangest feeling Everything is happening again Looking in the mirror at my Own reflection Scared that I donât recognize a thing Now youâre gone Now youâre gone I try to catch the bus but itâs the Wind Iâm hailing Everyone and no one looks at me And if I could convince someone to Take me somewhere I could be arriving on your street Now youâre gone Iâm just a Shadow of my past And I canât wait to get To your door I run To your door I run To your door I run Everyday I wake up itâs the Same old story Everything is happening again And if I could convince someone to Take me some place Itâs my face that youâd see coming clean Now youâre gone Iâm just a Shadow of my past And I canât wait to get To your door I run To your door I run To your door I run