I need a mirror. In the eyes of a man.. I need no protection. From my bullet-proof plan.. I've got a ticket. For all that I lack.. You might think that I'm gone for good. But I know that I'm coming back.. Sit at my table. Sip from my bowl.. Feel like I know you now. And I will do until I get old.. You might not see me. But trust that I'll stay.. But there's no sense in traveling. If we've already been that way.. Night is a matter. Hidden in grass. Bite like a light. Depends on the ways. To see how long it lasts. But you know better. You stand your ground. Might just stain a little. But she knows you're sticking around. The beauty of uncertainty.... Ooh.... Ahh ooh...