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 Faml'ys heart,



(chorus)

Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me,

Why is my reflecion someone I don't know,

Somehow I cannot hide who I am,

Though I've tried,

When will my reflection show,

When I am Insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide.....................

When will my reflection show,

Who I am inside......................