Beautiful, I watch you try, To see yourself through other's eyes. But mirrors are a losing game, They only show you backwards anyway.
The magic and the misery, Come and go so easily. But everything you'll ever be, You already are to me.
And you were only five years old, Playing princess in your mother's clothes. Could you feel me standing next to you, With my plastic sword and playground shoes.
Saying "If my dear I'm wrong somehow, May dragons come and fell me now. 'Cause everything you'll ever be, You already are to me."
Why, I don't know why. I don't know why you think you need to do it. How, I don't know how. I don't know how but I just sit back and I see my way right through it.
When the memories are ten feet tall, Throwing shadows on your bedroom wall. When you pull the shades and kill the lights, Will you hear me singing out tonight? Will you hear me singing out tonight?
Days are long and words are cruel, But they won't get the best of you. 'Cause everything you'll ever be, You have always been to me. Always been to me.