Mirror, Mirror…pt. 1
Somebody please tell me, I wanna know.
Where did all the years escape and go?
I thought time was supposed to slow.
I can’t really be forty-five years OLD!
There’s no way, it doesn’t seem right
But I’ve checked the math a dozen times
Looked in the mirror where I saw the lines
Forming an alliance with grey hair and middle-life
I refuse to go softly or gently into the night
I’ll invest in more home remedies and hair dye
Give me the miracle serum I’ve gotta try
To win the fight for this kid inside