Suppose I were to tell you that the meaning of dreams Is not all that it seems and the ultimate truth is a lie And you are just a puppet who can dance on a string Do you feel anything? Would you laugh? Would you care? Would you cry?
But the meaning of life is a mystery, how can anyone disagree? And the music of life is a symphony, which we play in a minor key.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Looking at me you see yourself I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Every face is someone else Look at me smile and you're the clown. And if I dance you turn around. Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappear.
So if you are confused and don't know which way to go. You will certainly know. From the moment we're living we die. And if it's all a crazy game you don't want to play Tell me what can you say. It's a joke. It's the truth. It's a lie.
But the meaning of life is a mystery, that we don't understand so far. And the music on life is a rhapsody if you're happy the way that you are.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Looking at me you see yourself I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Every face is someone else. Look at me smile and you're the clown. And if I dance you turn around. Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappear.
And the meaning of life is a mystery though we live it from day to day. But the music of live should be harmony, so that anyone here can play.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Looking at me you see yourself I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Every face is someone else. Look at me smile and you're the clown. And if I dance you turn around. Look in my eyes and see your tears until the music disappear.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Looking at me you see yourself I am a mirror. I am a mirror. Every face is someone else. Look at me smile Look at me dance Look at my eyes Until the music dissappear.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
