In my mirror, I see a man that's great, and In my mirror I see a man I hate I see reflections of a journey I see the roads both low and high 'Cause in my mirror I see the subtle truths that live within the lies In my mirror I see the moon and stars I see the pain and pleasure, I see the joy and scars I see the grace and gentle mercy I see the burdens of the load 'Cause in my mirror I see the lips that mouth the words of tortured souls I see reflections, and the light of honest decay I see illusions meltin' away I see corrections, and the demons I need to slay I see 'em in my mirror everyday In my mirror I see the blood and guts I see a gentle spirit, I see a man that's nuts I see the complicated turnings Of the wheels gone done the road And in my mirror I see a man who seeks to come in from the cold And in my mirror I see the growth and evolution of my soul And in my mirror I see a preacher in the church of Rock n Roll