Inner Beauty - Connie Talbot

The morning starts like any other

I find myself in front of the mirror

Picking out my imperfections

Scared the world might see the flaws I see

But should it really matter?

Why does it mean so much to me?

I wish I could believe in inner beauty

I don’t wanna be looked at

If you can’t see past all of my pretty lies

There’s more to this picture if you look deeper

You will find me behind these eyes

I’m right here

Behind these eyes

So greens the colour for the season

But will it change the way I’m feeling

Tell me Mr Maharishi

What size is happy?

And the stars are getting smaller

Disappearing as they fall from grace

I keep reading how they stop to

Get their column space

I don’t wanna be looked at

If you can’t see past all of my pretty lies

There’s more to this picture if you look deeper

You will find me behind these eyes

I’m right here

Behind these eyes

I’m right here behind these eyes

I’m right here behind these eyes

I’m wondering how far I’ll go

To fix myself and I don’t know

What will it cost to put me right?

When I’m not wrong on the inside…

I don’t wanna be looked at

If you can’t see past all of my pretty lies

There’s more to this picture if you look deeper

You will find me behind these eyes

I don’t wanna be looked at

If you can’t see past all of my pretty lies

There’s more to this picture if you look deeper

You will find me behind these eyes

I’m right here,

Behind these eyes

I’m right here

Behind these eyes

I’m right here

Behind these eyes…