If you took my clothes away
And you cut my hair
I would be a whisper in the air
You are stepping through me now
There is nothing there
There was something, long ago
But it has disappeared

Time and time again
You’ve looked to me my friend
But I’m stepping through the mirror
And the mirror has no end

If you saw me standing where
There was no one near
Standing where the echoes disappear
You might step right through me now
I wouldn’t evеn care
You are just a whisper in thе air