C＃m／C＃m G＃m／F＃monA F＃m／G＃monF＃ BonF＃ G＃monF＃ F＃m／F＃m／
Look at me,
I will never pass for a perfect bride, or a perfect daugh- ter.
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, st aring straight back at me?
Why is my re- fl ection someone I don't know?
Somehow I cannot hide
W ho I am, though I've tried.
F ConE Dm FonC B♭ B♭m Dm FonC Bm7-5
When will my re- fl ection show, wh o I am, in- side?
When will my reflection show, wh o I am, inside?
How I pray, that a time will come,
I can free myself, from their expectations
On that day, I'll discover someway to be myself,
an d to make my family proud.
They want a docile lamb,
No -one knows who I am.
Must there be a secret me,
I'm f orced to hide?
Must I pretend that I am s omeone else fo r all time?
F ConE Dm FonC B♭ B♭m Dm FonC Bm7-5
When will my re- fl ection show, wh o I am in- side?
When will my reflection show, wh o I am inside?
