my reflection

you see a scar

i see a little girl 'bout five years old

on monkey bars

who lost her grip

and slipped right through her mamma's arms

and the make-up still won't make it go away

you see dyed hair

i see an eleven year old dark haired girl

that salty air trying to keep her poise

those teenage boys were everywhere

and dad sure had fun scaring them away

in my reflection

hidden underneath the imperfections

all the stories of my life and all its lessons

i can see what you can't see in my reflection

you see these lines

i see a car load full of my best friends

on friday night

staying out too late and laughing until we cried

i wouldn't trade a single wrinkle for those days

in my reflection

hidden underneath the imperfections

all the stories of my life and all its lessons

i can see what you can't see in my reflection

you see alone

i see a woman who got tired of waiting by the phone

who made a choice and is doing just fine

on her own

but you can't look and tell

it was a blessing

yes i can see what you can't see

in my reflection