There's a girl in my mirror
And she cares about me.
Far more than I ever did myself.

Her eyes are as blue as the purest river,
And the light inside dances ever free.
She's happy, without love or wealth.

Her smile is as bright as a starlit sky,
She's beautiful, because she's happy,
Far happier than I've been myself.

And she's reaching a hand out, a little shy,
She wants me to take it and finally see,
That our happiness comes from ourself.

Because that girl in the mirror is me.