Tenth Avenue North

You can't seem to see past your own reflection
Caught up in the halls of your introspection
And you're staring at your mirror on the wall
Asking "who is the fairest of them all?"
'Cause Lord I know, it's not me
If only you could see
That you've already been set free
Well come on, come on
Let's throw our mirrors down
Yeah come on, come on
Let's shatter the glass on the ground
Well you say "hold on, if I could just try this one thing.
Well I know I can change and that would change everything"
But a house made of mirrors never helped you see any clearer
It's yourself you can't see past
And Lord, isn't that just like me?
If only we could see, that He's already set us free
Well come on, come on
Let's throw our mirrors down
Yeah come on, come on