Mirrored

You see yourself in your true love's eyes Something strange, something blind Close the window and lay down to sleep With graveyard scenes and violent dreams And love doesn't see a thing Love makes a marionnette Dance on silver strings There's a mirror in your true love's eyes Remember where those sparks were thrown Then think of me as well As the light starts fading and his fingers crawl through your dark hair Here's where you learn something What makes a marionette Dance on silver strings Dance in the mirror of your true love's eyes