I see a girl she's looking in the mirror,
trying to figure out what she see's, theres nothing there

And she look's her self in the eyes and ask's her self why she cry's, why are there tears in her eyes

Could it be that she's hurting way too much
Could it be she's looking for a simple touch
or is she ready for a change

But on the other side, there is a girl just like me,
and she is trying to reach out to me, yea she's reaching out for me, and im ready, to be that woman on the other side.

And as i stare at her, i realize something so unique
She is strong she is smart and she is my everything, she's everything, that i want to be

But on the other side, there is a gurl just like me,
and she is trying to reach out to me, yea she's reaching out for me, and im ready, to be that woman on other side

I am tired of looking in the mirror
I am tired of what i see
This person isnt me
I dont know who it is
all i know is this

That on the other side, that woman thats been there is me, and she has reached out and touched my heart, she's all i knew i could be, that woman is me, ohh ohh that woman is me, yea yea

On the other side, that woman is me.

To all my readers who come across this you may not understand this but what i am writing about is a girl who sees her self in the mirror and doesnt like what she sees. so her looking in the mirror is her trying to find herself to find some goodness in her, and as she reaches in deep she ends up finding she is a great woman after all, and looking in the mirror isnt as bad anymore.