| Reflection |
|---|
| 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 fam'ly'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? |
