[00:08.000]When a man of my age shaves his face in the morning,
[00:12.000]Who is it that stares back and greets him?
[00:16.000]The ghost of his father long dead all these years?
[00:20.000]Or the boy that he was, still wet in the ears?
[00:24.000]Or the terrible sum of all of his fears,
[00:28.000]In the eyes of this stranger who meets him?
[00:33.000]So his glance rarely strays from his chin or his jawline,
[00:36.000]To face up to the truth of his soul,
[00:40.000]It's the eyes he avoids so afraid to acknowledge,
[00:44.000]Something strange, unexpected, out of control.
[00:49.000]There are times when a man needs to brave his reflection,
[00:54.000]And face what he sees without fear,
[00:57.000]It takes a man to accept his mortality,
[01:01.000]Or be surprised by the presence of a tear.
[01:07.000]It was only an arrangement, a practical arrangement,
[01:13.000]I forgot the first commandment of the realist's handbook,
[01:18.000]Don't be fooled by illusions you created yourself,
[01:23.000]And fall in love with someone, when she loves someone else.
[01:34.000]Like a covering of snow on a winter's night,
[01:40.000]It glistens and it sparkles in the moonlight,
[01:45.000]But it's gone by the morning, how quickly it melts,
[01:54.000]You still love her but she loves someone else.
[02:10.000]And where does that leave you?
[02:15.000]You self-styled man of vision.
[02:21.000]You feel stupid, you feel angry, are you losing your mind?
[02:27.000]To destroy the one she loves, does that become your mission?
[02:32.000]Like a pantomime villain with an axe to grind?
[02:38.000]To regain your self-respect, hold your head up like a man,
[02:38.000]Use the ice around your heart before it melts,
[02:46.000]But you're not fooling anybody, you're only fooling yourself.
[02:59.000]Like a covering of snow on a winter's night,
[03:05.000]It glistens and it sparkles in the moonlight,
[03:10.000]But it's gone by the morning, how quickly it melts,
[03:19.000]You still love her but she loves someone else.