at the bottom there's a stir
and now the surface is a blur
tell the truth like it's a joke
and don't fix the part that isn't broke

i know i'm just a memory
and i know that's how it's gotta be
but tell the mirror on the wall
mirror, mirror on the wall

THERE'S NO REFLECTION HERE AT ALL

i'm so tired i can't sleep
the secret's that my secrets keep
down the stairways to the church
blackbirds hanging in the lurch

i don't wanna see my name in stone
i tied a ribbon around the bone
took a ride in a yellow car
and i bought myself an old guitar

things aint' what they used to be
i got a devil after me
tell the mirror on the wall
mirror, mirror on the wall

THERES NO REFLECTION HERE AT ALL