Woman in the Mirror

1999

I see you in the morning
before you paint your face.
Your hair is disheveled
and you squint at the light.
Before Prada and Versace
come to swath you away,
I see the woman inside
and wish you would stay.

Your beautiful hair
gets tucked carefully away
the scent of your skin
is lost in expensive perfume
the powder you use
to cover your face…
the woman in the mirror
is a stranger to me

I find your picture,
it was almost ten years ago,
It hurts to remember
this was how we once were
time was then
that your smiles were real,
Now listen to the laughter
echo through the years.

Your beautiful hair
gets tucked carefully away
the scent of your skin
is lost in expensive perfume
the powder you use
to cover your face…
the woman in the mirror
is a stranger to me

I wish you’d look at me
like you did back then.
I’m still in love with the girl
from ninteen ninety four
I remember what it was
to be in your embrace
I remember a time
before all of this waste.

Your beautiful hair
gets tucked away
your skin is lost
in expensive perfume
the powder you use
to cover your face…
the woman in your mirror
is a stranger to me