The man in the mirror
He keeps getting nearer
But I am not moving
The man in the backstreet
Is holding a trackmeet
But I will not run.

Someplace inside you a
Seed has been born
You've got to watch it grow
Someplace inside you
A river is waiting to flow
Will you let it go?

Those voices you're hearing
Are never worth fearing
They're only inside you
They'll tempt you and taunt you
They'll help you and haunt you
But don't try to hide.

Sometimes the sun will be
Right at your shoulder
Helping you keep your stride
Sometimes you might have to give up
A piece of your pride
Have you even tried?

The man in the mirror
He keeps getting nearer
But I am not moving
The man in the backstreet
Is holding a trackmeet
But I will not run.

Someplace inside you a
Seed has been born
You've got to watch it grow
Someplace inside you
A river is waiting to flow