Look at me
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I would never pass for a perfect bride
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Or a perfect daughter
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Can it be
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I'm not meant to play this part
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Now I see
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That if I were truly to be myself
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I would break my family's heart
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Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me
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When will my reflection show who I am inside
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I am now, in a world where I have to hide my heart
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And what I believe in
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But somehow I will show the world whats inside my heart
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And be loved for who I am
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Who is that girl I see
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Staring straight back at me
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Why is my reflection someone I dont know
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Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time
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When will my reflection show who I am inside
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Theres a heart that must be free to fly
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That burns with the need to know the reason why
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Why must we all conceal what we think
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How we feel
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Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide
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I wont pretend that I'm
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Someone else for all time
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When will my reflection show who I am inside
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Why is my reflection someone I dont know
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Must I pretend that I'm someone else for all time
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When will my reflection show who I am inside
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When will my reflection show who I am inside
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Reflection
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| Jordin Sparks |
