The man in the mirrorHe keeps getting nearerBut I am not movingThe man in the backstreetIs holding a trackmeetBut I will not run.Someplace inside you aSeed has been bornYou’ve got to watch it growSomeplace inside youA river is waiting to flowWill you let it go?Those voices you’re hearingAre never worth fearingThey’re only inside youThey’ll tempt you and taunt youThey’ll help you and haunt youBut don’t try to hide.Sometimes the sun will beRight at your shoulderHelping you keep your strideSometimes you might have to give upA piece of your prideHave you even tried?The man in the mirrorHe keeps getting nearerBut I am not movingThe man in the backstreetIs holding a trackmeetBut I will not run.Someplace inside you aSeed has been bornYou’ve got to watch it growSomeplace inside youA river is waiting to flow