Today when I look in the mirror
I see somebody I've never seen before.
A so-and-so with a familiar face
who winks at me and walks out the door.
And my heart slows down
as the world spins round and my heart slows down.
Will the world stop spinning around?
It's all over me.
When I was small I'd look in the mirror,
so afraid of who'd stare back at me.
Now, still, in the dark my heart skips a beat
and I swear I'm not the somebody I see.
And my heart slows down
as the world spins round and my heart slows down.
Will the world stop spinning around?
It's all over me.