Standing in front of my mirror
And everything seems to be wrong
All I see is a pale, ugly woman
Too tired to do anything against it
You turn up and lead me back on my way
Because I went astray
You just treat me like a princess
And I start to feel like it
If I could see me through your eyes
If I could touch me with your hands
If I could smell me with your nose
What would I be like?
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