Mirror

I woke up this morning with a tightness in my chest

From a dream whose hands were wrapped around my neck

No matter what my waking life has shown to be fact

When I find space my mind goes running straight back

But in your arms I feel secure

Like all my questions are of no concern

I've been looking all around the grocery store

For proof I am who I've been without question years before

And it feels shallow because I know my heart is yours

The answer bears no weight inside my chest until I'm forced

But in your arms I feel secure

Like all my questions are of no concern

And I can't see a mirror without

Wondering how the hell

I ended up so caught up inside my head

That I can't get out

And I wanna be honest with myself

But my permission still comes with doubt

How can a cynic find the truth

If he can't even find himself?

And I can't see a mirror without

Wondering how the hell

I ended up so caught up inside my head

That I can't get out