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| "I Just See You" Written by Tracy Newman There’s a mirror on the bookcase, In the hallway by the stairs She always steals a look when she walks by She stops to clean her glasses, Shakes her head and heaves a sigh She can’t believe the lines around her eyes Her husband’s in the den but he can hear her He comes out and steps between her and the mirror, saying… Let me be your looking glass Look at me when you walk past And see yourself the way that I do I don’t see young, I don’t see old -- I just see you He takes a walk out to the driveway With a bucket and a sponge He’s finally gonna wash her Cherokee He takes his shirt off as he passes The window on the driver’s side And sees a belly where a six-pack used to be He laughs, but she knows how it upsets him She comes out and steps between him and his reflection, saying… Let me be your looking glass Look at me when you walk past And see yourself the way that I do I don’t see young, I don’t see old -- I just see you On days when it feels like the mirror doesn’t love you Remember I do Let me be your looking glass Look at me when you walk past And see yourself the way that I do I don’t see young, I don’t see old -- I just see you |   |
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