Molly In The Mirror

Molly's in the attic as the sun goes down Looking through some boxes for her wedding gown Now she's standing in the mirror in dusy white Talking to herself in the rusty light She says "I've never been to Paris, but I've wanted to go To see the moon reflecting in the Seine, you know To climb the Eiffel tower with the city lights sparkling below Now they're just some tired cliche's Just some wrinkles that the mirror betray Singing old woman, old woman what have you done with you days I've never been to Venice, but my dreams are divine Riding gondolas under lantern shine Listening to guitars and sipping sweet Italian wine Now they're just some tired cliche's Just some wrinkles that the mirror betray Singing old woman, old woman what have you done with you days I was a wife I raised a child But in my dreams I still go running wild It's a good life I see my friends But can this be how all my dreaming ends? I've never seen Morokko, but the things I had planned To savour all the spices in that faraway land To buy a silk sarong and wear it dancing in the sand Now they're just some tired cliche's Just some wrinkles that the mirror betray Singing old woman, old woman what have you done with you days Old woman, old woman what have you done with your days Old woman, old woman what have you done with your days