Lyrics Bruce Hornsby

Bruce Hornsby

Mirror On The Wall

I'd like to try throwing the I Ching

I'd like to try someone analyzing my writing

I'd like to see what's written on the crystal stones

And see what happens if I put on my turban

And start throwing bones, hey

Maybe I'll be a gopher

And getting bagels for the U.N.

Maybe I'll cruise bars

In futile search of perfect 10's

And maybe I'll be the legendary

Scandal-ridden pol

Keeping up my solid citizen front

When I'm really just bought and sold

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Palm readings and crystal balls

It's obvious for all to see

How uncertain it will be

And handwriting and dice rolls

I Ching and crystal stones

And tea leaves and astrology

Get someone to interpret your dreams

Still I don't know where we'll be

Will you take this ride with me?

Maybe I'll be a doctor

Ophthalmologist, checking out eyes

Maybe I'll get a job

Making little skinny curly fries

I might feel important

As a security guard

And I'd love to lean on you

When times get too hard, hey

Maybe I'll be the overweight

Ex-jock chasing skirts

Telling my old stories, you know

The older you get the better you were

You could be my right hand

Tell me when I'm a joke

And maybe there'll be some times

When we feel like we're not just blowing smoke

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Palm readings and crystal balls

It's obvious for all to see

How uncertain it will be

Handwriting and dice rolls

I Ching and crystal stones

And tea leaves and astrology

Get someone to interpret your dreams

Still I don't know where we'll be

Will you take this ride with me, with me?

Maybe I'll invent the nuclear

Magnetic resonance stomp

Or create a synthetic hue for you

Or maybe chemical breakthroughs

Take a map of genome

And give directions to a friend

And develop a crumb-crisp coating

For a new cake and ice cream blend, hey

Mirror, mirror on the wall

Palm readings and crystal balls

It's obvious for all to see

How uncertain it will be

Fortune tellers and mirrored walls

Tarot cards and ouija boards

And tea leaves and astrology

Why don't you come and lay with me?

Still I wonder where we'll be

Will you take this ride

Will you take this ride with me, with me?