Touch the Looking Glass

Life feels sometimes like a mirror
Cold hard and empty
of the image it reflects

Touch me, let me touch you

I am lost in my reflections
like my mirror turned cold and hard
but I am not empty

Touch me, let me touch you

You’ve formed yourself whole in my heart
break it with your songs
with your dancing

Touch me, let me touch you

I will not cut you with my mirror’s sharp edge
cold and hard sometimes
but I am never empty

You touch me, let me touch you