I looked into a mirror
and saw the face of one I knew,
who laughed while he was happy,
and cried when he was blue.
A face now looking older
than it did long years ago,
before I’d lived this life,
and knew the way that it would go.
Yet the joy of youth’s still there
and if you look into those eyes,
you’ll still see a light that sparkles,
revealing hope that never dies.