Like An Image Passing By

I know it is too late,
from this moment time and tide will not wait.
yet I was master of my fate,
being the ruling queen,
I never wanted a change of scene.

Like an image passing by, I see my life,
in the twinkling of an eye, my lonely life,
and at my darkest hour, fading like a flower,
beauty is bound to die.

From the present to the past, I see my life,
catching up with me at last, my empty life.
now the hourglass is turning,
and in my eyes are burning,
tears I should have cried long ago,
now I'll cry forever

Now, it's my turn to sleep,
oh, how true that beauty's only skin deep.
I was wrong, thinking I could keep,
everything in my hand,
knowing my castle was built on sand.

Like an image passing by, I see my life,
in the twinkling of an eye, my lonely life,
and at my darkest hour, fading like a flower,
beauty is bound to die.

From the present to the past, I see my life,
catching up with me at last, my empty life.
now the hourglass is turning,
and in my eyes are burning,
tears I should have cried long ago,
now I'll cry forever

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