that the hand can be laid
life has a strange way of
making you lie in the bed that you made
born as a pauper
or noble at birth
sooner or later
we all must return to the earth
look in the mirror and
tell me now what do you see
choose your words wisely stare into your eyes
as you lie to yourself
over and over we try to pretend
sooner or later the truth
will come out in the end
sooner or later you'll have to decide
is the person you see in the mirror
a person you like
Sooner or later you'll wake up to find
a new day in your life
don't be afraid of the things
that you can't understand
you'll get by
sooner or later you'll find
that its all about give and take
don't be suprised if your destiny
changes the plans that you make
Sooner or later the fire will glow
reflection you see in the mirror
it shines from the soul
the future is yours to decide
to open the door to your life
just open your eyes