The man in the mirror

He keeps getting nearer

But I am not moving

The man in the backstreet

Is holding a trackmeet

But I will not run.



Someplace inside you a

Seed has been born

You've got to watch it grow

Someplace inside you

A river is waiting to flow

Will you let it go?



Those voices you're hearing

Are never worth fearing

They're only inside you

They'll tempt you and taunt

you

They'll help you and haunt

you

But don't try to hide.



Sometimes the sun will be

Right at your shoulder

Helping you keep your

stride

Sometimes you might have

to give up

A piece of your pride

Have you even tried?



The man in the mirror

He keeps getting nearer

But I am not moving

The man in the backstreet

Is holding a trackmeet

But I will not run.



Someplace inside you a

Seed has been born

You've got to watch it grow

Someplace inside you

A river is waiting to flow

Will you let it go