The mirror
What do I see when I look at the mirror?
I see a Guy
complete for himself
He wants to find a direction
but I don’t know why
He’s searching outside
When he’s got
everything he needs
Standing right in front of him
Maybe he doesn’t really know himself
So he keep on asking:
“Is it wrong
trying to belive in the best of the people that you love?”
If they hut, making you go mad
then the answer is yes
‘Cuz nobody always mean the best
He’s still staring at me
with a begging face
he might be right I’ve got some answers
And then he thinks of all the people
Wondering why they’re in everything he remembers,
But they don’t get why he cares so much
about some stupid little things
Oh, why would them?
They are not inside of you
But he still asking:
“Is it wrong
trying to belive in the best of the people that you love?”
If they hut, making you go mad
then the answer is yes
‘Cuz nobody always mean the best
But he knows no one can live alone
So he’s writing this song
‘Cuz that’s the only way to keep Pride and Anger away
Without having to say anything or just throw it all away
