Mirror - Hippie Sabotage

My mind is a mirror

My mind is a mirror

My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who love me, the more you love me

The more you hurt me

When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light

Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother’s back

And although I don’t understand my dreams I know somewhere

There is hope, theres is hope, somewhere there is hope

I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry

I dream, I smile, I walk, I

You might not say that it’s a wonderful world

And it’s a wonderful life

And it’s a wonderful day

Just as yesterday

But I won’t, complain

I won’t complain no, no

No, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no I won’t complain, no I won’t complain

Though my good days are far gone

They will surely come back one morn

So I won’t, I won’t complain

Though my good days are far gone

They will surely come back one morn

So I won’t, I won’t complain

My mind is a mirror

My mind is a mirror

My mind is a mirror, a reflection only known to me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who hate me, the more you hate me

The more you help me

And for those who love me, the more you love me

The more you hurt me

When I go to bed in the night, I see some children in the light

Fighting unknown shadows behind my mother’s back

And although I don’t understand my dreams I know somewhere

There is hope, theres is hope, somewhere there is hope

I dream, I smile, I walk, I cry

I dream, I smile, I walk, I

You might not say that it’s a wonderful world

And it’s a wonderful life

And it’s a wonderful day

Just as yesterday

But I won’t, complain

I won’t complain no, no

No, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no I won’t complain, no I won’t complain

Though my good days are far gone

They will surely come back one morn

So I won’t, I won’t complain

Though my good days are far gone

They will surely come back one morn

So I won’t, I won’t complain