Was I right
When [bad word] myself to her
Was it right
To make it one to live for

Was I right
When wanted her to fly 
Was it right
To hope she ever will be mine 
 
Was I right
When promised her a rose
Was it right
To start a page and never close
  
She wouldn't understand
She'll never read
Pages never wrote 

I looked so long ago
Into the dirty mirror
I looked so long ago
But saw there just her face
 
Was I right
When took this inspiration
Was it right
To wait for new generation

Was I right
When let myself forget
Was it right
To set this awful net

Will I right
When make her unforgiven
Will it right
To take these words forbidden

She wouldn't understand
She'll never read
Pages which I tore

I looked so long ago
Into the dirty mirror 
I looked so long ago
But saw there just her face