when the man in the mirror looks at you,
you see yourself, but are you sure do ?
'cause i see what they think, but i see two,
he smiles at me, but i don't think i do.

he laughs, he winks, he tucks his shirt,
he looks at me, dumbstruck at first.
but his smile dies dowm, when he sees the mark,
the eye, that's red, with tears, and a bit more dark.

i touch the mirror, he touches it too,
i hope you're there, but i'm not sure who..