He lived in a sheltered humble home Where the hillside meets the sky Far from the gaze of prying folk And the comments about his size Dwelt alone amongst the clouds The rain and the sighing breeze And called himself a gentle man And so did as he pleased But when the Winter and the famine came And he'd saved all the food he'd need The towns folk looked on cowardly, their hearts so full of greed Why should that towering giant frame Eat all our harvest grain They rallied their cruelty, their fearfulness, bloated by envy and shame But the man in the mirror With the smiling face Watches their World go by Their World go by The man in the mirror With the tragic face Never said Goodbye Never said Goodbye Sometimes good comes out of bad in the way that stories go But not in the case of this goodly soul Who was hounded and forced to go But the man in the mirror With the smiling face Watches their World go by Their World go by The man in the mirror With the tragic face Never said Goodbye Never said Goodbye (x3)