The Alan Parsons Project

I Am A Mirror

The function of the psychoanalyst

Suppose I were to tell you that the meaning of dreams

Is not all that it seems

And the ultimate truth is a lie

And you are just a puppet who can dance on a string

Do you feel anything

Would you laugh would you care would you cry

But the meaning of life is a mystery

How can anyone disagree

And the music of life is a symphony

Which we play in a minor key

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, looking at me you see yourself

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, every face is someone else

Look at me smile and you're the clown

And if I dance you turn around

Look in my eyes and see your tears

Until the music disappears

So if you are confused and don't know which way to go

You will certainly know

From the moment we're living we die

And if it's all a crazy game you don't want to play

Tell me what you can say

It's a joke, it's the truth, it's a lie

But the meaning of life is a mystery

That we don't understand so far

And the music of life is a rhapsody

If you're happy the way that you are

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, looking at me you see yourself

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, every face is someone else

Look at me smile and you're the clown

And if I dance you turn around

Look in my eyes and see your tears

Until the music disappears

And the meaning of life is a mystery

Though we live it from day to day

But the music of live should be harmony

So that anyone here can play

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, looking at me you see yourself

I am a mirror, I am a mirror, every face is someone else

Look at me smile and you're the clown

And if I dance you turn around

Look in my eyes and see your tears

Until the music disappears