No Doubt
Oh mirror don't show me what I despise
By highlighting my aging frailty
Each day I'm forced to gaze into those eyes
They never wished for any immortality
A young man who never reached his lofty goal
Hairs now of gray invade my silky mane
In a now broken body, mind, and soul
With no numerous loves who pine in vain
So answer me why torment me this way
Does it gratify your need to see me cry
Why do you change this look day after day
Are you waiting patiently to say goodbye
How is it then she sees me as I was
Not old and fat and wrinkled as I am
Is it blindness or indifference to my flaws
She lets me now believe that I'm the man
Oh mirror you seem to have changed my look
I only need you now to part my hair
She offered me a love, I gladly took
I love her more than my old heart can bear
I'm so glad she came with a hand held out
She is my love, my life my sweetheart my all
She's always been there never any doubt
I thank God that she answered my call
Jim 1988
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