The mirror is a door made out of glass
Spend some time, watch life pass
The mirror is where death comes and goes
Spend some time and age shows

When I put my firts suit on
I looked so young and strong
The perfect cover for a boy
Who thought himself a broken toy
But noone else's supposed to see
Noone else supposed to...
Agree...

Looking for protection

A beautiful woman and fashion sways
Elegance is the embrace of decay

Oh, there was this different one
Makes me proud, the way it was done
Stripes and buttons everywhere
That hid my helplessnes, my fear
The perfect image for a man
Who always lends a helping hand

I strike a hand across my chin
Learn to like what is within
To like the things I fear the most
What I seek and all my...
Ghosts...

I'm standing here wondering what to wear
Nude and in the flesh I have to stare

Looking for protection