The man in the mirror 
He keeps getting nearer 
But I am not moving 
The man in the backstreet 
Is holding a trackmeet 
But I will not run. 
 
Someplace inside you a 
Seed has been born 
You've got to watch it grow 
Someplace inside you 
A river is waiting to flow 
Will you let it go? 
 
Those voices you're hearing 
Are never worth fearing 
They're only inside you 
They'll tempt you and taunt you 
They'll help you and haunt you 
But don't try to hide. 
 
Sometimes the sun will be 
Right at your shoulder 
Helping you keep your stride 
Sometimes you might have to give up 
A piece of your pride 
Have you even tried? 
 
The man in the mirror 
He keeps getting nearer 
But I am not moving 
The man in the backstreet 
Is holding a trackmeet 
But I will not run. 
 
Someplace inside you a 
Seed has been born 
You've got to watch it grow 
Someplace inside you 
A river is waiting to flow 
Will you let it go?