Reflection - Michael Crawford

Look at me, I’ll never pass for the perfect bride or a perfect daughter

Can’t be‚ I’m not meant to play this part

Now see that if I was 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 try

When will my reflection show who I am inside?

(I try‚ I try, I try)