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Elvis Costello - She Handed Me A Mirror |
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She handed me a mirror |
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That she had gazed upon |
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The glass still held an image |
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The glass still held an image |
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But it was of a man |
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I turned from the reflection |
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To see who it might be |
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Is that poor vanity |
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Quite how she pictures me? |
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She handed me a mirror |
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Rather than tell me "no" |
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She let slip a handkerchief |
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Gentle laughter flowed |
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Just as her lips bestowed |
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A dashing word like "brother" |
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The crushing word like "friend" |
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If there was no beginning |
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How could this be the end? |
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She handed me a mirror |
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So I could recognise |
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The distance from my heart to hers |
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The distance from my heart to hers |
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The pity in her eyes |
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She liked my pretty story |
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I thanked her for her song |
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And then I wrote a tale not very long to tell |
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"You are much more than pretty. You are beautiful." |
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She handed me mirror |
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But I saw her instead |
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She handed me a mirror |
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She handed me a mirror |
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And that is all she did... |
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