Why am I so restless?
Were does this longing come from?
Why do I have this feeling?
Where am I trying to run?
Wait and see tomorrow with
Eyes filled with golden dreams
From far away and long ago
In the mirror…
In the mirror, love exists.
In the mirror swirls the icy mists.
It lets all the fights, all the might,
All the almost-right
Fade into dust and sand
In the mirror…
I found a star of beauty;
Held it close within my hand;
To guide me to the wizard
In his magic lands.
I wait to see tomorrow with
His eyes so full of golden dreams
From far away and long ago
In the mirror…
In the mirror, love exists.
In the mirror swirls the icy mists.
It lets all the fights, all the might,
All the almost-right
Fade into dust and sand
In the mirror…
He keeps away the cold.
Darkness fades with his touch.
The light holds his peace;
Reveals what he knows
In the mirror.
In the mirror, love exists.
In the mirror swirls the icy mists.
It lets all the fights, all the might,
All the almost-right
Fade into dust and sand
In the mirror…
Created: Sunday, 19 October 1997, 8:00pm
Last Updated: Sunday, 19 October 1997, 8:00pm
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