2009-07-21
Breathe
See my eyes they carry your reflection Watch my lips they whisper the words you taught me to I am your mirror, I have been since time began When you need power, I am your satisfaction Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa And when you breathe on me I go misty Can you find the hook on which I'm hung, would you let me down? When I work my fingers to the bone, carry burdens that are not my own Do you share the load? Oh no my man I'm just a mirror to help you see yourself a little clearer Oh, oh, oh, oh But when you breathe on me I go misty
