You see yourself in your true love's eyes

Something strange, something blind

Close the window and lay down to sleep

With graveyard scenes and violent dreams

And love doesn't see a thing

Love makes a marionnette

Dance on silver strings

There's a mirror in your true love's eyes



Remember where those sparks were thrown

Then think of me as well

As the light starts fading and his fingers crawl through your dark hair

Here's where you learn something

What makes a marionette

Dance on silver strings

Dance in the mirror of your true love's eyes



One reflection sees the other blind

Look deep in each

Two tombstones shine

Close the window and lay down to sleep

With graveyard scenes and violent dreams

And everywhere that sparks are thrown

Then think of me as well

As the light starts fading and his fingers crawl through your dark hair

My love is no living thing

My love makes a marionette

Dance on silver strings

And there's a mirror

In my true love's eyes