Narciso

Narciso - Clemence
Everyday
Out of his view
I watch him eye
His image for hours
Mirrors galore
Narciso
Narciso
I call him
Obsessed is he
Vain as can be
Every step
Is a ballet
He attends
In the front row, he is alone
One happy fan
Narciso
Narciso
I call him
Obsessed is he
Vain as can be
At his window seat
He likes to be
For personal treats
He comes to see
His face in the glass
Smiling away
His head passing by
Catches his eye
Narciso
Narciso
I call him
Obsessed is he
Vain as can be
And when it rains
He leaves his home
Now he comes
Into his own
Puddles are more
Mirrors galore
In the outdoors
Narciso
Narciso
I call him
Obsessed is he