In the mirror I see her nose, her hands I straighten my back I've already grown past her When I hear her voice I hear myself The things unsaid Sitting between us Still watching us I'm sorry I only call you when I'm in trouble I never ask how you are You never asked about me either My daughter tells me, "You talk just like her" I just realised that too I make a silly face When I hear her voice I hear myself The things unsaid Sitting between us Still watching us In the mirror I see your nose, your hands I straighten my back I've already grown past you
