Carly Simon
Interview

A sweet young man sat on my chair
With a tape machine and a face of fear
He asked "how does it feel to be who you are?"
I thought, this boy really thinks I'm a star
I answered him with humility
And then asked him if he'd like some tea

Interview
Who's interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you

He asked if the rug was some lovely ancient thing
I lied and said “Yes, a gift from a king”
I watched his arms and how his lips moved
He asked me if my parents approved
He asked to see my Ruby ring
And if as a child I had liked to sing

Interview
Who's interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you

I said "yes, Oh yes" 400 times
“You're so open” he said “do you always tell the truth?”
“Never,” I said, “What's that?”

But how would it feel to hold me in your arms
You could get to know me down on the farm
Then you could see me as the child I've become
‘Cause being grown up can be so lonesome
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now

Interview
Who's interviewing who
Are you interviewing me
Or am I interviewing you




Mirror lyrics:



Or am I interviewing you
Are you interviewing me
Who's interviewing who
Interview

Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
Baby, how would it feel to hold me now
‘Cause being grown up can be so lonesome
Then you could see me as the child I've become
You could get to know me down on the farm
But how would it feel to hold me in your arms

“Never,” I said, “What's that?”
“You're so open” he said “do you always tell the truth?”
I said "yes, Oh yes" 400 times

Or am I interviewing you
Are you interviewing me
Who's interviewing who
Interview

And if as a child I had liked to sing
He asked to see my Ruby ring
He asked me if my parents approved
I watched his arms and how his lips moved
I lied and said “Yes, a gift from a king”
He asked if the rug was some lovely ancient thing

Or am I interviewing you
Are you interviewing me
Who's interviewing who
Interview

And then asked him if he'd like some tea
I answered him with humility
I thought, this boy really thinks I'm a star
He asked "how does it feel to be who you are?"
With a tape machine and a face of fear
A sweet young man sat on my chair


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