That's d**e

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

Which is me

Which is me

Which is me

Impossible to tell whether he was there

I can count his days in confusion

He went for a trip inside and he liked it there

I wonder if he'll ever be back

Will he ever come back

Impossible sets the world for a man to commute

But from his point of view it's untrue

So untrue

A likely story

I heard before so

I'll paint it black

I read it but its about as black as white

Black as white

Face to face

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

Which is me

Which is me

Which is me

My first trip inside

I met someone

I never met before

I enjoyed his company so everyday

I'd stop to say hello

One day I took him with me and inside we had a ball

So I asked him if he'd like to come here everyday

Just to come with me baby

The next day

I just couldn't find him and

I didn't wonder why

Till almost recently

I didn't understand

Yesterday waves goodbye but she also likes to stare

Till I passed a mirror

I couldn't figure out why

Oh why oh why oh why no

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

Which is me

Which is me

Which is me

So outside one of us built a window

To the other side now the flowers get upset when

I take the shortway

Holyness he holds on to with the holdest tightest love

So I wonder how he gets to ride my butterfly

Butterfly

But even if he wanted to as sad as the wind

So I wonder why his smile is upside down all the time

See horses make me laugh at times as does the wind

But none of them get to see me anymore

No oh no no no

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

In the presence of mirrors

I come face to face with you

Which is me

Which is me

Which is me