every day I wake up
with a smile on my face
that I hammered there
the night before
a reverse make up
a daily shake up
but I look in the mirror
just to be sure
if my hair is alright
if my eyes look alive
if there is a pep in my step
if there is jive in my drive
the thing that stares back at me
is even funnier than I am
its got a grin that spears the mirror
till the happiness starts to blur
the smile that reaches its eyes
and I wonder
if it's still me looking at my reflection
or my reflection looking at me
and wondering
about the smile on my face
---
When you look in the mirror, do you wonder, too?
with a smile on my face
that I hammered there
the night before
a reverse make up
a daily shake up
but I look in the mirror
just to be sure
if my hair is alright
if my eyes look alive
if there is a pep in my step
if there is jive in my drive
the thing that stares back at me
is even funnier than I am
its got a grin that spears the mirror
till the happiness starts to blur
the smile that reaches its eyes
and I wonder
if it's still me looking at my reflection
or my reflection looking at me
and wondering
about the smile on my face
---
When you look in the mirror, do you wonder, too?
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