Il testo della Man in the mirror

On the end of a tight rope
I’m over the town
I’d be good in a circus
But so would a clown
From the way that i feel
All my hang-ups are down
In the middle of nowhere
I found me a tree
And the fruit that we live on
Reminds me of me
Though we live in the air
I’m not sure that we’re free
And i don’t really have much to say
`cause i’m living from day to day
Somewhere
And i don’t care what the people say

`cause if everyone know the way we’re nowhere.
Two & two make four
They never make five
And as long as we know it
We all can survive
Make sure that the things you do
Keep us alive
And i don’t really have much to say
`cause i’ve living from day to day
Somewhere
And i don’t care what the people say
`cause if everyone knows the way we’re nowhere.
Is the image i’m making
The image i see
When the man in the mirror
Is talking to me