Look at me you may think you see
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Who I really am but you'll never know me
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Every day it's as if I play a part
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Now I see if I wear a mask
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I can fool the world but I cannot fool my 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
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Have to hide my heart and what I believe in
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But somehow I will show the world
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What's inside my heart and be loved for who I am
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Who is that girl I see staring straight back at me?
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Why is my reflection someone I don't 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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There's a heart that must be free to fly
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That burns with a need to know the reason why
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Why must we all conceal what we think and how we feel?
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Must there be a secret me I'm forced to hide?
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I won't 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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Jim Brickman |