Look in the mirror, what do you see?
A child wanna be.
A child views the world so simply,
No worry, no responsibility.
A child is free to talk to imaginary friends,
Make up stories that have no end.
Two parents to love them and hold them near,
When lightening is about and they fear.
Parents they can draw little projects for,
That will be hung on the refrigerator door.
A child’s world is the last taste of true freedom we see,
Yes, in the mirror is that child wanna be.