Mirror on the Wall Songtext
von Bruce Hornsby
Mirror on the Wall Songtext
I′d like to try throwing the I-Ching
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing
I′d like what's written on the crystal stones
And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey!
Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN
Maybe I′ll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens
And maybe I′ll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol
Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It′s obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
And hand-writing and dice rolls
I-Ching and crystal stones
And tea leaves and astrology
Get someone to interpret your dreams
Still I don't know where we′ll be
Will you take this ride with me
Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes
Maybe I′ll get a job making little skinny curly fries
I might feel important as a security guard
And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey!
Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts
Tell ′em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were
You can be my right hand, tell me when I′m a joke
And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we′re not just blowing smoke
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It's obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
And hand-writing and dice rolls
I-Ching and crystal stones
And tea leaves and astrology
Get someone to interpret your dreams
Still I don′t know where we'll be
Will you take this ride with me?
Maybe I′ll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp
Or create a synthetic hue for you
Or make chemical breakthroughs
Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend
And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey!
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It's obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
Fortune tellers and mirrored walls
Tarot cards and Ouija boards
And tea leaves and astrology
Why don't you come and play with me?
Still I′ll wonder where we′ll be
Will you take this ride...
Will you take this ride with me?
With me...
I'd like to try some analyzing my writing
I′d like what's written on the crystal stones
And see what happens if I put on my turban and start throwing bones, hey!
Maybe I'll be a gofer, getting bagels for the UN
Maybe I′ll cruise bars in futile search of perfect tens
And maybe I′ll be the legendary scandal-ridden pol
Keeping up my solid citizen front when I'm really just bought and sold
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It′s obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
And hand-writing and dice rolls
I-Ching and crystal stones
And tea leaves and astrology
Get someone to interpret your dreams
Still I don't know where we′ll be
Will you take this ride with me
Maybe I'll be a doctor, ophthalmologist checking out eyes
Maybe I′ll get a job making little skinny curly fries
I might feel important as a security guard
And I'd love to lean on you when times get too hard, hey!
Maybe I'll be the overweight ex-jock chasing skirts
Tell ′em my old stories, you know the older you get the better you were
You can be my right hand, tell me when I′m a joke
And maybe they'll be some times when we feel like we′re not just blowing smoke
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It's obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
And hand-writing and dice rolls
I-Ching and crystal stones
And tea leaves and astrology
Get someone to interpret your dreams
Still I don′t know where we'll be
Will you take this ride with me?
Maybe I′ll invent the nuclear magnetic resonance stomp
Or create a synthetic hue for you
Or make chemical breakthroughs
Take a map of the genome and get directions to a friend
And develop a crumb, crisp coating for a new cake and ice cream blend, hey!
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Palm readings and crystal balls
It's obvious for all to see
How uncertain it will be
Fortune tellers and mirrored walls
Tarot cards and Ouija boards
And tea leaves and astrology
Why don't you come and play with me?
Still I′ll wonder where we′ll be
Will you take this ride...
Will you take this ride with me?
With me...
Writer(s): Bruce Hornsby Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
