| Mirror's Image |
|---|
| is it her way |
| is it the way she looks at you |
| seeing her face |
| as you walk through the crowded avenue |
| that sets you afire |
| remembering all you left behind |
| don’t fall back in line |
| better you let her memory die |
| draw strength |
| walk on into the night |
| better you try to pass her by walk on into the night |
| is it too late |
| or are you forever in this state of crippling shyness |
| whenever you see her walking by |
