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Look at me. You may think you see who I really am. But you'll never know me. Every day, is as if I play apart. Now I see, If I wear a mask I can fool the world, But I can not fool my heart.
Who is that girl I see? Staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show, who I am inside?
I am now, In a world where I have to hide my heart. And what I believe in.
But somehow, I will show the world, What´s inside my heart. And be loved for who I am.
Who is that girl I see, Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection
someone I don't know? Must I pretend that i'm Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be free to fly. That burns with a need, to know the reason why. Why must we all conceal, what we think, how we feel.
Must there be a secret me, I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that i'm
Someone else for all time.
When will my reflections show
Who I am inside?
Who is that girl I see? Staring straight back at me? When will my reflection show, who I am inside?
I am now, In a world where I have to hide my heart. And what I believe in.
But somehow, I will show the world, What´s inside my heart. And be loved for who I am.
Who is that girl I see, Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection
someone I don't know? Must I pretend that i'm Someone else for all time?
When will my reflection show who I am inside?
There's a heart that must be free to fly. That burns with a need, to know the reason why. Why must we all conceal, what we think, how we feel.
Must there be a secret me, I'm forced to hide? I won't pretend that i'm
Someone else for all time.
When will my reflections show
Who I am inside?
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