Man In The Mirror

I used to sit on the stool watch him shave

If my memory is right I was seven or eight

In the eyes of a child he was no less than great

But time would prove anything could change.

'Cause he was to old fashioned when I was sixteen

Not near as smart as my buddies an' me

But the only friend I'd grow up to need

Got called home just shy of sixty-three.

Now the man in the mirror look so familiar

He's wearin' that same crooked smile, same lines of worry

Kids growin' up to early and grey hairs from extra mouths

I thought I'd never see him again but little did I know

I'd turn into the man in the mirror.

Now I realize just how wise he was

Sometimes without talkin' he still taught us

His strong hands of justice would end with a hug

He knew nothing was stronger than the power of love.

I can truthfully say that I know how he felt

'Cause just the other night when my son needed help

When I fixed his little plane with the one piece left

He looked at me in a way I never saw myself.

Now the man in the mirror looks so familiar

He's wearin' that same crooked smile

He's wearin' that same crooked smile, same lines of worry

Kids growin' up to early and grey hairs from extra mouths

I thought I'd never see him again but little did I know I'd turn in,

To the man in the mirror...

I thought I'd never see him again but little did I know I'd turn in,

To the man in the mirror.