Letra de She Handed Me a Mirror

She handed me a mirror That she had gazed upon The glass still held an image The glass still held an image But it was of a man I turned from the reflection To see who it might be Is that poor vanity quite how she pictures me? She handed me a mirror Rather than tell me "no" She let slip her handkerchief Gentle laughter flowed Just as her lips bestowed The dashing word like "brother" The crushing word like "friend" If there was no beginning How could this be the end? She handed me mirror So I could recognise The distance from my heart to hers The distance from my heart to hers The pity in her eyes She liked my pretty story I thanked her for her song And then I wrote a tale not very long to tell "You are much more than pretty. You are beautiful." She handed me mirror and I saw her instead She handed me a mirror She handed me a mirror And that is all she did…