Standing by the highway
Suitcase by my side
There's no place I want to go
I just thought I'd catch a ride...
Many people look my way
And many pass me by
In moments of reflection
I wonder why...
To the thieves I'm a bandit
The mothers think I'm a son
To the preachers I'm a sinner
Lord I'm not the only one...
To the sad ones I'm unhappy
To the losers I'm a fool
To the students I'm a teacher
With the teachers I'm in school...
To the hobos I'm imprisoned
By everything I own
To the soldier I'm just someone else
Who's dying to go home...
The General sees a number
A politician's tool
To my friends I'm just an equal
In this world pool...
Magic Mirror won't you tell me please
Do I find myself in anyone I see
Magic Mirror if we only could
Try to see ourselves as others would...
To policemen I'm suspicious
It's in the way I look
I'm just another character
To feed and brand and book...
To the censor I'm pornography
With no redeeming grace
To the hooker I'm a customer
Without a face...
And the sellers think I'm merchandise
They'll have me for a song
The left ones think I'm right
The right ones think I'm wrong...
And many people look my way
And many pass me by
And in my quiet reflection I wonder why...
Magic Mirror won't you tell me please
Do I see myself in anyone I meet
Magic Mirror if we only could
Try to see ourselves as others would...
compositores: LEON RUSSELL
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