Previous memories
I already know you
familiar with what you are
spinning words around so easily
too confident of your wiles
be the one who weaves the better knots
wanting to win at wits
if there's broken glass in the windows
the mirrors of my heart
I know I'll find you there for sure

Found my way I can go
no guiding hand lights my way
only I
be simple and I'll smile sweetly
try to burn my world
and you'll find
I've seen it all before