My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
you say you love me
but I'm afraid that I can not say it too,
I do not think that
Until I met you my heart stood still
Like the moon and the sun
Their love is true
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
Look at the stars tonight
As we see the same light
And in that moment
It
Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
an
The Hardest Thing I'll Ever Do
The hardest thing I'll ever do
Is let go of you
And look forward instead of back
No matter what happens in my life,
Sorrow or joy, rain or shine,
Whatever befalls
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
From the day I met you,
I never knew our love would be so pure and true.
Every ti
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
