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There's a woman's reflection at my door,
And I can't tell who she is anymore.
She's called upon by my name,
But I know together we aren't the same.
There's this wellspring of love deep in my heart,
But slowly time has worn it apart.
I use to believe I'd find hope for it,
But no man will come so alone here I sit.
Give me a chance to fall head over heals,
So I may learn what true love reveals.
I'm blinded by this hero I desire to see,
But I walk alone for I fear love's not for me.
And I want to be give a chance,
Just a chance to see...
What kind of Cinderella this golsing can be.