Smiling at the mirror as he kisses her cheek,
There's no place she'd rather be than that picture;
Right then, right there-
With him, with her;
Shown by that mirror-mirror on the wall.
None can see that they have it all.
Her dreams mirrored in every light up of his eyes
Any time he sees her wander into his view;
One sight, one glance-
From her, from him.
So, mirror-mirror, on the wall,
Who's was the first heart to fall?
