That Mirror Image by The Shambles

When you're back n the 'old routine'
You're just part of the great machine
The wheels grind round and round
Until the day they finally wear you down
You wipe a tear from your eye
To find that life has past you by

So come, come away with me
To a place where the mountains reach the sea
To watch, the white horses play
As they chase the sun down to another day
I don't care what they say
There's more than one way

You're sure to lose your soul
You're a square peg in a round
Well I know, how hard you tried
But you're just swimming against the tide
That mirror image, is it true?
Is that reflection really you

So come, come away with me
To a place where the mountains reach the sea
To watch, the white horses play
As they chase the sun down to another day
I don't care what they say
There's more than one way

Roger Gall 1999