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(hummmm) Bought a notebook with a soft pink frame
Looking at the girl who took my name
Every page is a confession in the glass Waiting for the heavy
fog to pass And the reflection is starting
to realign Line by line (oh-oh-oh)
Writing my truth in the pink mirror diaries
Finally seeing the shape of my own design
Breaking the glass of the old anxieties
Step in the light and I know that she is mine
Ink on paper makes the image clear
Tracing out the lines of yesterday's fear
No more hiding behind the silver screen She's the brightest truth I've
ever seen Writing my truth in the pink mirror diaries
Finally seeing the shape of my own design
Breaking the glass of the old anxieties
Step in the light and I know that she is mine
Behind the glass, she is here...
(she is here) In the pink mirror diaries (ahhhh)