I know a girl with a crooked mirror
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She saw her face through the crooked lines
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She said Mother you're my believer
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Can you help me to see me a I really am?
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Help me to see that beauty lies in me
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So be my mirror and I'll see that beauty lies in me
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She said ain't it a mystery that I can believe
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In somebody else's beautiful dreams
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But here in this mirror the image is broken
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I wish I could swallow the love I receive
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'Cause I can't believe that beauty lies in me
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When your mirror's broken it only makes sense
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To rely on opinions from others
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Now this girl was lovely with beautiful features
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But words like these they don't come from your friends
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And her thoughts deceived her so she played follow the leader
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And she said be my mirror and I'll see that beauty lies in me
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He came along where she was weak he was strong
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He took the mirror and he threw it down and whispered
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Look at me I'll help you see the beauty I believe
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She said be my mirror and I'll see that beauty lies in me
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I know a girl with a beautiful family
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And they're her mirror they shine like love
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She's finding peace as a wife and a mother
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This healing road that she's walking on
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She sees her reflection in her young boys eyes
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Girl With The Crooked Mirror
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Paul Colman |