I get this feeling
That I've been here before
Knocking and a knocking
On this same old door
No one ever answers
The ringing of the bell
I've got something I want to say
And no ones here to tell
I went and found a window
Took a look inside
Saw myself in a looking glass
From the other side
Everything was backwards
My left side was my right
And where the sun shines on my head
Inside it was night
I found I was walking backwards
Going back to from where I came
Even though I had been before
Nothing looked the same

A crowd grew up before me
But I was still alone
I saw all the familiar faces
Of people that I've never known

Then I was gone
Right before my eyes I was gone
No-one stood before me
No-one who was there
No-one in the looking glass
And noone really cares
No-one hears me knocking
And noone never comes
No-one must realize
That I am noone