I see a mirror inside of me stealing my mind

All I can see, only me, it’s leaving me blind

And I see you staring at me, do you see what I see?

Or are you like me do you see only mirrors inside

It seems, it only seems

I stand in the market place feeling my pocket of dreams

Rubbing my coins all alone ‘till they burst through my jeans

And I know the women are watching, what do they see?

They’re staring at mirrors, admiring their beauty and dreams

And at the seams

Wetter than mornings and warmer than afternoons

Hotter than sunshine and looking like flowers in bloom

Laying in pillows and feeling a pocket of dreams

Staring at mirrors and hoping it is

As it seams

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