Bush: The mirror of the signs

you could say that all love breaks you

and every kiss is who you are

if i could tell you what i’ve been thinking

maybe we could get along

see yourself through the mirror of the signs

it’s alright to lose your mind

in a world of paradise

yesterday before your eyes

and all the lives you leave behind

you can’t run from what’s inside you 
and what don’t kill will set you free