The Mirror

The Mirror-Cool Hand Luke

I looked into the mirror

Didn't know what I would see

But it was still just me

But it was still just me

With all these different images

Of who they think is me

I don't know which one to be

And my eyes look like the sea

Oh, what fearful times are these

Oh, Lord

You don't promise this, but please

Let me feel You now

Because I know that You are here

Whispering in my ear

And looking in the mirror

She woke up this morning

Didn't know who she should be

So she turned on the TV

So she could escape for free

And all this time

You've been right here

But she just couldn't see

There is more than just a dream

She's the daughter of a King

Oh, what fearful times are these

Oh Lord

You don't promise this, but please

Let her feel You now

Because I know that You're there

Hearing every prayer

And returning her stare

I've been so many people

To so many people

But I just want to be

Who You want me to be

Oh, what fearful times are these

Oh Lord

You don't promise this but please

Let me feel You now

Because I know that You are here

Whispering in my ear

And looking in the mirror