Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say But could anyone find beauty in me? With my tousled golden blonde waves that fall in my face And cover my crystal blue doe eyes Legs too long, feet to big "You'll grow into it," they said But never did Skinny, but never quite skinny enough My oversized sweatshirts swallow me up So tell me, someone, anyone, what do you see? Is there beauty in a girl like me? I'll never smile, when I look in the mirror But beauty is in the eye of the beholder they say