Magic Mirror - 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 the hooker I’m a customer without a face

The sellers think I’m merchandise, they’ll have 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