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,
Who I am Insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide.....................
When will my reflection show,
Who I am inside......................