We see indistinctly Reflections in the glass Perfection that is oh so close Yet impossible to grasp But the objects in the mirror Are closer than they appear Peering through the morning mist But it won't be long Shadows of the lonely night Dissolve with the dawn And the objects in the mirror Are closer than they appear Distorted reflections Near perfection Faith in what can't be seen Distorted reflections Near perfection Hope of impossibilities Love holds the key Though I speak with eloquence angelic ecstasy It cannot counteract the fact that I'm flawed internally But the objects in the mirror Are closer than they appear Distorted reflections Near perfection Faith in what can't be seen Distorted reflections Near perfection Hope of impossibilities Distorted reflections Near perfection Faith in what can't be seen Distorted reflections Near perfection Hope of impossibilities Love holds the key Love holds the key