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Standing in front of the mirror |
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And everything seems to be wrong |
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All I see is a pale, ugly woman |
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Too tired to anything against it |
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You turn up and lead me back on my way |
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Because I went astray |
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You just treat me like a princess |
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And I start to feel like it |
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If I could see me through your eyes |
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If I could touch me with your hands |
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If I could smell me with your nose |
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What would I be like ? |
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On these days, and everything seems to be wrong |
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I'd like to know what you think when you look at me |
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What do you see ? |
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'cause when I look at you, you seem to be perfect |
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I don't deserve you, it's so hard to believe that you are really in love with me |
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If I could see me through your eyes |
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If I could touch me with your hands |
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If I could see me through your eyes |
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What would I look like ? |
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If I could see me through your eyes |
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If I could touch me with your hands |
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If I could smell me with your nose |
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What would I be like ? |
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(If I could see me through your eyes...) What would I be like ? |
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(If I could touch me with your hands...) What would I be like ? |
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(If I could smell me with your nose....) What would I be like ? |
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What would I be like ? |
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(If I could see me through your eyes...) |
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(If I could touch me with your hands...) |
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(If I could smell me with your nose...) |
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What would I be like |
