In my mirror, I see a man that's great, and
In my mirror I see a man I hate
I see reflections of a journey
I see the roads both low and high
'Cause in my mirror I see the subtle truths that live within the lies
In my mirror I see the moon and stars
I see the pain and pleasure, I see the joy and scars
I see the grace and gentle mercy
I see the burdens of the load
'Cause in my mirror I see the lips that mouth the words of tortured souls
I see reflections, and the light of honest decay
I see illusions meltin' away
I see corrections, and the demons I need to slay
I see 'em in my mirror everyday
In my mirror I see the blood and guts
I see a gentle spirit, I see a man that's nuts
I see the complicated turnings
Of the wheels gone done the road
And in my mirror I see a man who seeks to come in from the cold
And in my mirror I see the growth and evolution of my soul
And in my mirror I see a preacher in the church of Rock n Roll
