Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand? Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand? I'm losing my mind And I don't have the time to bury myself But I don't see nobody else Every morning all I hear is doom. She asked me: "who the hell are you talking to?" I don't know. Have I taken too much, am I out of touch? I can't keep the ghosts away. No it seems they're here to stay Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand? Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand? I'm losing my mind And I don't have the time to bury myself But I don't see nobody else I've seen it all – the churches burn, the cities' fall. And when the serpents came they took my mind away. She says: "Your fever's high, have you been dreaming again?" I said: "Lock me away. I believe I've seen the end" Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you lend me a hand? Hay you looking in through the mirror – won't you understand? I'm losing my mind And I don't have the time to bury myself But I don't see nobody else Hay you looking into my eyes – won't you understand?