Mirror, Mirror on the wall
What in your glass do you see?
I see a kind, caring, dependable
Man full of life, love, and frivolity.
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
What in your glass do I see?
I see a self-centered, deplorable
Thing full of gloom, doom, and immaturity.
Is it possible for such a division to exist
That such a polar dichotomy can be a person?
Is he the hopeful, loving, dreamer-idealist?
Is it the envious, childish, thoughtless demon?
Mirror, Mirror on the wall...
Which of these is really me?
