Laurence Overmire - Mirror Image lyrics

She looks into her mirror And sees herself The tilt of the head The breadth of the smile The careless curl that brushes the neck She laughs deliciously Her beauty like an arrow Is set into her bow What foolish men will lose their hearts today? She saunters through the door Down the stairs And looks again To catch the graceful line Of her gently gliding form Descending like a feather From the downy drafts of heaven. On the landing she's a goddess She can see it in her gla** The j**els that kiss her breast Are the baubles of a queen And she laughs Deliciously As a man walks up to greet her. She looks into her mirror And notes the gleaming of her teeth The quivering lip like a tempting liqueur The hint of danger in her glance And she lets her arrows fly But the man moves steadily closer... She bats her eyes coquettishly He does not flinch And grabs her in his arms His eyes like daggers Knife into hers The very marrow of her soul She wonders what he sees there Groping for her mirror It shatters on the floor She looks into his eyes Mad rivers rushing Sweeping her deep into the chasm of his being Holding her paralyzed She sees anger in a raging fire Hatred in the burning ice Fear like a demon lurking in the corner Pity dripping from the walls of sorrow And love Love like a sparrow that bleeds in the night She screams And gropes for the mirror My eyes What does he see in mine She gropes for the mirror She gropes for the mirror She gropes for the mirror What does he see What does he see What does he see But the mirror will not say Broken fragments on the floor... A stranger stands alone He looked into her mirror— But the woman Disappeared.