I'm just an empty mirror without your image to return,
a rain that never falls, a match that never burns.
There's no one to reflect upon when you're not here with me
Nothing really matters much when you're not there to see.
Empty mirror on the wall waiting for your call,
a frame surrounding nothing at all.
If you'd stand before me like you used to do
I'd be a pretty picture of you.
Take me for a walk outside, I'll show you the blue sky
When the sunshine warms my face it lights me up inside.
If you've had a bad day my color turns to blue,
and when you're feeling happy I'm smiling back at you.
Empty mirror on the wall waiting for your call,
a frame surrounding nothing at all.
If you'd stand before me like you used to do
I'd be filled with an image of you.
If you'd stand before me like you often do
I'd be a perfect picture of you.