I'm staring into the looking-glass
All I can see is your smile.
I'll be waiting for my darling.
I'll be waiting for a while.
Your sundial sits on my mantelpiece
I turn to it seven times a day
And I'll be waiting for my darling
And then I'll be on my way
My white horse gallops in your garden house
Tells me I've gone insane.
But I love you and I know not
Of much more inside my brain
When it's cold outside we
Call each other.
Things seem clearer, don't they?
I'm looking through the looking-glass
And all I can see is your soul
I'll be waiting for my darling
I'll be true I hope you know