You see yourself
In your true love's eyes
As something strange
Something blind

Close the window
And lay down to sleep
With graveyard scenes
In violent dreams

And love doesn't see a thing
Love makes a marionnette
Dance on silver strings
There's a mirror in your true love's eyes

Remember where those sparks were thrown
Then think of me as well
As the light starts fading
And his fingers crawl through your dark hair

Here's where you learn something
What makes a marionette
Dance on silver strings
Dance in the mirror of your true love's eyes

One reflection sees the other blind
Look deep in each
Two tombstones shine
Close the window and lay down to sleep
With graveyard scenes
In violent dreams
And everywhere that sparks are thrown
Then think of me as well
As the light starts fading
And his fingers crawl through your dark hair

My love is no living thing
My love makes a marionette
Dance on silver strings

And there's a mirror
In my true love's eyes