Sneak Past the Mirror

I feel like a youngster, like I'm still in the race

Like all my body parts are, still in the same old place

And I sneak past the mirror, so I won't have to see my face

So I won't be reminded that my life is flying by at such a pace

The beginning has ended, and the end is beginning

In the salt and pepper contest, the salt is winning

And I sneak past the mirror, so I won't have to see

That guy with the crow's feet and the chrome-dome, that can't be me

The future never gets here, as it's about to arrive

It becomes the past and I, realize that I've

Tiptoed past the mirror, so I don't have to face my fear

So I won't be reminded, that fateful day is drawing near

They say that time flies, when you're having fun

But please don't fly too far, 'cause my fun has just begun

As I walk past the mirror, I stop and look me in the eye

'Cause that young boy he's still in there and he will never die

We will never die