The Broken Mirror Gives A Truer Reflection On Me | ....

He promised me


[center]Collect the echo of a million sunbeams[/center]
[center]And think of me as you do so[/center]
[center]For what else is worth holding on to[/center]
[center]But your friends, and a million sunbeams[/center]
[center]Ready for a rainy day[/center]

But now the rain has come, the sunbeams have died, I can not find my friends, and the promise has been broken