Love says Norma Shearer's just a fantasy
What we all want to be all over again
Well here we are I can't tell you my fantasy
What I want us to be together in bed
A random burst of words appear
I see but I can't hear
The distance between us is immeasureable
So move closer to the mirror
Move closer to the mirror
Do you like what you see in the morning?
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
Ooooooooooh
Janie never felt so sure
The man she loved was nothing more
Than fear she hid beneath her heart
So move closer to the mirror
Move closer to the mirror
Do you like what you see in the morning?
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
Ooooooooooh