Look at me I will never pass for a perfect bride Or a perfect daughter Can it be I'm not meant to play this part? Now I see That if I were truly to be myself I would break my family's heart
Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know?
Somehow I cannot hide who I am, though I've tried
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
