Showing the true reflection,
In each and every position,
Smiling sweetly at you,
Giving back the same too.
I ask now,
Will you be my mirror?
Seeing my early morning face,
And the passions I chase,
Glazing my eyes into you,
Glazing back at me too.
I ask again,
Will you be my mirror?
On the happy, bright days,
With shining sun rays,
Staring proudly at you,
Staring back at me too.
I ask once again,
Will you be my mirror?
On the days that are grey,
With dark sadness I lay,
Sharing my grief with you,
Sharing it along with me too.
Here I go again,
Will you be my mirror?
