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I look in the mirror
and what do I see?
A young, older woman
with a dream of a teen.

Slighty streaked with gray hair
and a few lines that won't fade,
I'm a young, older woman
whose dream has not changed.

I'm a young hearted woman
who waits, for God's Grace.

My virtue is patience
my vice is my dream,
It causes me to long
for a man, like a king.

Is my dream like the moon
too high from my reach,...
To dance among the stars
with the man in my dreams?

I'm a young hearted woman
who dreams, to be his queen.

Year after year
the calendar pages turn,
I live in my dreams
and my heart aches in yearn.

Is my dream like the sun
with God's promise to rise,
Or bars to a prison
where, I've been condemned for life?

I'm a young, older woman
who wants to be freed.

My hearts full of love
for the man in my dream,
I don't know his name
God, just bring him to me.

In his arms I'll be free....
to live my desires,
and love with the passion
of my hearts Eternal Fire.

I look in the mirror and what do I see?
The reflection of a shadow, standing by me.

I know it's my love
for who else could it be?
He's the man with no face,
the only man in my dreams.

He's my promise from God!
He's been chosen for me,
to love and to cherish
in life,... through all eternity.

I'm a young, older woman with the faith of a child,
A dream of a teen, filled with a woman's desires.

God, tell him I love him.
Tell him my fears...
my cheeks have become stained
from lonely streams of tears.

God, tell him I miss him.
Tell him, how much I care...
God tell him it's he,
who lifts my heart in the air!

I'm a young hearted woman who has reached for the moon.
My dream since a child, I still wait, to come true.

So as you look to the sky
when the moon smiles full,
and you see two shadows dancing
embraced,...moving slow,...

You'll know that he's with me.
That my dream has come true,
As the man with no face takes me
for our first dance, on the moon.