The Girl In The Mirror

She's looking back at me,
Tears are runnin' down her cheeks.
As if she wants to be free,
From all the painful memories.
She's locked the door and has the key.
Save her from this misery!
She's the girl in the mirror,
Looking right at me.
I don't know what to tell her,
To make her happy,
To help her through all the pain,
And the misery.
That poor girl in the mirror.
Who's lookin' back at me.
She wonders what it feels like,
To love, and to be loved.
She wishes she could feel,
The comfort of a hug.
I wish that I could help her,
I wish that she could see.
But she's just the girl in the mirror,
And she will never see,
That she's more than a reflection,
She is me.
And now that girl's face lifts,
Like sun on a rainy day.
She finally likes herself,
In every single way.
I'm so glad that I could help her.
Save her from the pain.
Pain that I hope she never,
Has to feel again.
She's the girl in the mirror,
Looking right at me.
I don't know what to tell her,
To make her happy,
To help her through all the pain,
And the misery.
That poor girl in the mirror.
Who's lookin' back at me.
Now when she looks in the mirror,
I wonder what she see's.
A happy, grinning teenage girl,
That no'one can tease.
She finally cries to herself,
Out of happyness, not sad.
The girl who's in the mirror,
Is living the life she never had.
She's the girl in the mirror,
Looking right at me.
I don't know what to tell her,
To make her happy,
To help her through all the pain,
And the misery.
That poor girl in the mirror.
Who's lookin' back at me.