There's a man that i used to know
and sometimes he still visits with me
when it's late and the alcohol's glow
is nearly gone
and it's time to awaken
And he looks and he laughs at the sight
and he asks what has happened to me
and i blame it all on the lights
but he smiles and says i'm mistaken
And there is no use in disguising
what the eye can so clearly see
that i've spent my whole life denying
that the man in the mirror is me
Give me one second chance
give me one final dance
give me one magic line
take a minute off my time
Give me one final bow
if the moment allows
while he stares at the scars
saying just who you are
just who you are
just who you are
In a child like illusion of life
he imagined the things yet to be
but they all disappeared on this night
carry on among the foresaken
For there is no use in denying
what the eye can so clearly see
that one day i too will be dying
and the man in the mirror agrees
Give me one second chance
give me one final dance
give me one magic line
take a minute off my time
Give me one final bow
if the moment allows
while he stares at the scars
saying just who you are
just who you are
just who you are
just who you ...