Narciso - Clemence 
Everyday 
Out of his view 
I watch him eye 
His image for hours 
Mirrors galore 
Narciso 
Narciso 
I call him 
Obsessed is he 
Vain as can be 
Every step 
Is a ballet 
He attends 
In the front row, he is alone 
One happy fan 
Narciso 
Narciso 
I call him 
Obsessed is he 
Vain as can be 
At his window seat 
He likes to be 
For personal treats 
He comes to see 
His face in the glass 
Smiling away 
His head passing by 
Catches his eye 
Narciso 
Narciso 
I call him 
Obsessed is he 
Vain as can be 
And when it rains 
He leaves his home 
Now he comes 
Into his own 
Puddles are more 
Mirrors galore 
In the outdoors 
Narciso 
Narciso 
I call him 
Obsessed is he