The wind stirs the water ripples unfold
You see me I see youboth stories untold
The world a mirror shifting and bright
Reflects not the truth but the cast of our sight
Morning light settles soft on my skin
Yet is it warmth or just what youve seen
In the eyes of another am I lost or found
Do I rise in their grace or sink without sound
If the world were a glass shaping my form
Would I be shadow or sunlight reborn
A whisper of kindness could bloom into spring
Yet silence like winter leaves an unyielding sting
The way you see others is the mirror of you
Echoing sorrow or kindness imbued
A touch of warmth a glance so bright
Could turn the dark into shimmering light
If your heart holds storms the sky will turn gray
If you breathe in the dawn it will show you the way
The world is no more than the lens of your soul
A place full of beauty or a chasm untold
The way you see others is the mirror of you
A river reflecting the shade or the hue
A gift of grace a heart left open
Heals unseen wounds and words unspoken
So paint with your gaze not shadows but gold
See not just faces but stories retold
For the kindness you give returns like the tide
What you place in the world forever abides
The way you see others is the mirror of you
The warmth you extend will carry you through
Choose to see beauty choose to see light
And watch how the world turns endlessly bright
(Outro)
The wind calms the waters the ripples grow still
You see me I see youa fate we both fill
A world of reflections so simple yet true
What you see in another is the story of you