mirror mirror tell me, what you got to say
what's my future like today
will i be somebody or will i only dream
will i ever find my way   

    and will they still call it rock, will they know how to roll
    will there still be a reason for you to belive what the mirror told
    it's just a quesion of luck, they say it's all about who you know
    but you can cover the cost if you've got the heart to sell your soul

mirror, mirror, is this still your plan for me
and should it really take this long
am i second guessing just who i want to be
am i afraid i will be wrong

    and will they still call it rock, will they know how to roll
    will there still be a reason for you to belive what the mirror told
    it's just a question of luck, yeah, they say it's all who you know
    but you can cover the cost if you've got the heart to sell your soul

        would you like me in some leather jeans.
        now wouldn't that be cool
        i'll shave my head and start acting mean
        and maybe scream a song or two, tell me if you dig . . . . .

my brother always knew he'd be all he could be
did he ever wonder if the world would matter if he could or couldn't......

    yeah, it's just a question of luck, they say it's all who you...........
    no, no, you can cover the cost if you've got the heart to sell your soul
    you can cover the cost if you've got the soul