I'll Bring a Mirror
A song about how a woman is worried about aging, but her man lets her know how gorgeous she still is, and to prove to her, he wants to make her see herself as he sees her.
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Well, I was rackin' my brain, 'bout how to show my love
To a girl who owns the world
Maybe chocolates and cards, and rubies and gold
Or the rarest string of pearls
But, hell, I ain't got the kinda money for that
It's just me, my heartbeat, and my song pad
So when that special day comes, I know what to do
I'm gonna sit right down, and show you the truth
(Chorus)
I'll bring a mirror on your birthday
To show you proof that you don't age
That smile, those eyes, like an angel's face
Girl, I swear, you're beautiful
Ignore those candles on your cake
Your kind of perfect just don't fade
You're prettier now, is the only change
And to prove it to you
I'll bring a mirror on your birthday
I know a humble old boy, from the country like me
Ain't got a shot to impress you much
But if love could be felt from the tip of a finger
I'd blow up the sun with my touch
And maybe you have a taste for material things
And wouldn't be happy with what I could bring
But I know deep on down, that you'd love it too
If you saw yourself, the way that I do
(Chorus)
© Brian Hendrix 2023