Too many times, I sit by my window
Look out at the glass that shatters before me
I look at my life through a stained glass window
I smile at the reflection that looks back at me

Too many times, I sit by my window
I look at the leaves as they fall from the trees
I look at my life through a stained glass window
I watch as the reflection slowly shakes itself free

Too many times, I sit by my window
The sun is shining, now I can see
I look at my life through a stained glass window
I walk away only after realizing that that reflection is me