You’re a nice person, the mirror told me You’re a nice person, the mirror told me

Sometimes just out of sight Waiting in the background Sometimes just out of sight Waiting in the background

What if hearts are visible to the eyes? If every thought and every dream, What if hearts are visible to the eyes? If every thought and every dream,

But soon reject them, the reason - they are imperfect. But soon reject them, the reason - they are imperfect.