I wear my fathers face with my mothers eyes
I've come to believe that the reason I hate my reflection
Is because I'm seeing him through her gaze
Though she tells me I'm beautiful I can't help but wonder
If it pains her to see his smile grace my face
I wear my fathers face with my mothers eyes
I've come to believe that the reason I hate my reflection
Is because I'm seeing him through her gaze
Though she tells me I'm beautiful I can't help but wonder
If it pains her to see his smile grace my face