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- m. carey - w. afanasieff -
You look at me and see the girl
Who lives inside the golden world
But don’t believe
That’s all there is to see
You’ll never know the real me
She smiles through a thousand tears
And harbours adolescent fears
She dreams of all
That she can never be
She wades in insecurity yeah
And hides herself inside of me
Don’t say she takes it all for granted
I’m well aware of all I have
Don’t think that I am disenchanted
Please understand
It seems as though I’ve always been
Somebody outside looking in
Well, here I am for all of them to bleed
But they can’t take my heart from me
And they can’t bring me to my knees
They’ll never know the real me
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