Man In The Mirror

I used to sit on the stool and watch him shave

If my memory is right I was 7 or 8

In the eyes of a child he was no less than great

But time would prove anything could change

'Cause he was too old fashioned when I was 16

Not near as smart as my buddies and me

But the only friend I'd grow up to meet

Got called home just shy of 63

Now the man in the mirror looks so familiar

He's wearing that same crooked smile

Same lines of worry, kids growing up too early

And gray hairs from extra miles

I thought I'd never see him again

But little did I know I'd turn in

To the man in the mirror

Now I realized just how wise he was

Sometimes without talking he still taught us

His strong hands of justice would end with a hug

He knew nothing was stronger than the power of love

I can truthfully say that I know how he felt

'Cause just the other night when my son needed help

When I fixed his little plane with the one piece left

He looked at me in a way I never saw myself

Now the man in the mirror looks so familiar

He's wearing that same crooked smile

The same lines of worry, kids growing up too early

And gray hairs from extra miles

I thought I'd never see him again

But little did I know I'd turn in

To the man in the mirror

I thought I'd never see him again

Little did I know I'd turn in

To the man in the mirror