Look at me,
I will never pass for a perfect bride,
Or a perfect daughter
Can it be,
Im not meant to play this part
Now I see, that if i were truly to be myself, I would break my family's heart
(Chorus)
Who is that girl I see, staring straight, back at me, why is my reflection someone I, dont 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
