I See My Reflection In Other Faces

On every street i see unsmiling faces The coldness of Urban Humanity And when i notice the indifference in others My own reflection i can only see. I am a stranger in Urban surroundings Amongst the throng one more unsmiling face The day is warm and the sun is brightly shining But i've seen more happiness in a colder place. I see my reflection in other faces And i dislike in them what i dislike in me They pass me by as if i were invisible How strange and cold some others seem to be. The lorikeets are chirping in the sunshine And noisy miners pipe on bush and tree And the air made cooler by the freshening breezes. That blow up through suburbia from the sea. And yet despite the warm and balmy weather A coldness in the people i can see But i'm only looking at my own reflection And i dislike in others what i dislike in me.