Shattered Image
I used to sit for hours as a kidDangle my feet from an old flat bridgeSeein' myself in the water belowShatter my image with the stones I'd throw
I recall a vacant old shackDown by the edge of the tobaccer patchA child's reflection in a dirty windowShatter my image with the stones I'd throw
A long time gone and a long time agoWhen I shattered my image with the stones I'd throwThe world is cruel and people are coldThey shatter my image with the stones they throwShatter my image with the stones they throw
I'm far from perfect but I ain't all badIt hurts me more than it makes me madYou gather your stones by stoopin' so lowThen shatter my image with the stones you throw
If you live in a glass house don't throw stonesDon't shatter my image till you look at your ownLook at your reflection in your house of glassDon't open my closet if your own's full of trashStay out of my closet if your own's full of trash
A long time gone and a long time ago...A long time gone and a long time ago ...
Shatter my image with the stones you throwDon’t shatter my image with the stones you throwShatter my image with the stones you throwShatter my image with the stones you throw...