Woorden: Wild Strawberries. Mirror, Mirror.

I think I missed you in the elevator
I think I missed you when I shot too high
Just like the bullet in the temple, baby
I really miss your eyes

I know I missed you in Andalusia
I think I missed you when I took my time
Just like that photograph that Carroll drew ya
I think my shot was wide

Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me why you make things fall
Mirror mirror look at me
Tell me why we disagree

It's so complicated
Just when you think you've got the one in sight
He starts to run into the crowd of cages
With all that bleeding light

I think I've got the combination
I think I've got my settings straight
I measured time like he was half-crustacean
And now he makes me wait

Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me why you make things fall
Mirror mirror look at me
Tell me why we disagree

I've resorted to aphorisms
Somewhere between love and jism
Stolen like the blanket
I stain on bended knee

I'm afraid of my own drop shadow
I'm frozen by the coming youth
I'd like to see the dotted line
Between flies and truth

Mirror mirror on the wall
Tell me why you make things fall
Mirror mirror look at me
Tell me why we disagree