Mirror, Mirror
Mirror, Mirror
On the wall
Tell me what you see
Can you tell me why
Do I hate to look at you?
Mirror, Mirror
Would you mind,
Telling me the truth
About the reason I dislike
And practically hate myself?
The Mirror replies
With a voice so kind
Your heart could probably melt
“My darling girl you’re beautiful,
You’ve got to love yourself!”
“Your eyes they shine
As bright as the stars,
And your nose is perfect as is
Your voice is like silk and honey
Need I repeat myself?”
But Mirror, Mirror
On the wall
You must be mistaken
You must see another girl,
It isn’t I, you’ve spoken of.
“My darling girl,
I love you so,
But this just is not right,
Who told you this and killed your heart,
A crime if nothing less”
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