Lyrics Magic Mirror (Remastered 95) - Leon Russell

I′m standing by the highway
Suitcase by my side
There's no place I want to go
I just thought I′d catch a ride
Many people look my way
And many pass me by
In moments of reflection
I wonder why
To the thieves I am a bandit
The mothers think I'm a son
To the preachers I'm a sinner
Lord I′m not the only one
To the sad ones I′m unhappy
To the losers I'm a fool
To the students I′m a teacher
With the teachers I'm in school
To the hobos I′m imprisoned by everything I own
To the soldier I'm just someone else who′s dying to go home
The general sees a number, a politician's tool
To my friends I'm just an equal in this whirlpool
Magic mirror won′t you tell me please
Do I find myself in anyone I see?
Magic mirror if we only could
Try to see ourselves as others would
To policeman I′m suspicious it's in the way I look
I′m just another character to fingerprint and book
To the censors I'm pornography with no redeeming grace
To hooker I′m a customer without a face
The sellers think I'm merchandise, they′ll help me for a song
The left ones think I'm right,
The right ones think I'm wrong
And many people look my way
And many pass me by
And in my quiet reflection I wonder why
Magic mirror won′t you tell me please
Do I see myself in anyone I meet?
Magic mirror if we only could
Try to see ourselves as others would