You see yourself in your true love's eyes   Something strange, something blind   Close the window and lay down to sleep   With graveyard scenes and violent dreams   And love doesn't see a thing   Love makes a marionnette   Dance on silver strings   There's a mirror in your true love's eyes      Remember where those sparks were thrown   Then think of me as well   As the light starts fading and his fingers crawl through your dark hair   Here's where you learn something   What makes a marionette   Dance on silver strings   Dance in the mirror of your true love's eyes      One reflection sees the other blind   Look deep in each   Two tombstones shine   Close the window and lay down to sleep   With graveyard scenes and violent dreams   And everywhere that sparks are thrown   Then think of me as well   As the light starts fading and his fingers crawl through your dark hair   My love is no living thing   My love makes a marionette   Dance on silver strings   And there's a mirror   In my true love's eyes