A mirror image of a silver sky Nests of pines and brandy wines build this country to the sky Do you remember now The oblivion of the youthful minds caught up in the fashions of their time? Roll away I can see that clearly now Every time I look into this mirror image of a silver sky Nests of pines and brandy wines build this country to the sky What would they say? Ooh, what would they say? What would they say If God was here in this country by the sky? A mirror image of a silver sky Nests of pines and brandy wines build this country to the sky Piecemeal of yesteryear A stained glass moment marking time with full intent on my 22 year old mind Fade away I can see that clearly now Every time I look into this mirror image of a silver sky Nests of pines and brandy wines build this country to the sky What would they say? Ooh, what would they say? What would they say If God was here in this country by the sky?