Suppose I were to tell you
that the meaning of dreams
is not all that it seems
and the ultimate truth is a lie.
And you are just a puppet
who can dance on a string.
Do you feel anything?
Would you laugh? Would you care?
Would you cry?
But the meaning of life is a mystery,
how can anyone disagree?
And the music is a symphony
which we play in a minor key.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown.
And if I dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears
until the music disappears.
So if you are confused
and don't know which way to go
You will certainly know
From the moment we're living we die.
And if it's all a crazy game
you don't want to play
Tell me what you can say.
It's a joke. It's the truth. It's a lie.
But the meaning of life is a mystery
that we don't understand so far
And the music of life is a rhapsody
if you're happy the way that you are.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown.
And if I dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears
until the music disappears.
And the meaning of life is a mystery
though we live it from day to day.
But the music of life should be harmony
so that anyone here can play.
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Looking at me you see yourself
I am a mirror. I am a mirror.
Every face is someone else.
Look at me smile and you're the clown.
And if I dance you turn around.
Look in my eyes and see your tears
until the music disappears.