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 family's heart Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? Why is my reflection someone I don't know? Somehow, I cannot hide Who I am, though I've tried When will my reflection show who I am inside? When will my reflection show who I am inside?