Pretty in pink,
And eager to please,
This is how you thought,

Never came first,
That's what you wanted,
This is how you were brought up,

First impressions are the ones that last,
Stay with you all your life,
Images of perfection fill your dream,

Is this right?

Oh Alice, What do you see,

As you stare into the looking glass,
Oh Alice, What do you see,
Is it you, Is it your reflection?

Oh Alice, What do you see?

Years went by,

Time didn't wait,
You're trapped in your perceptions,
The friends you keep were quick to compare,

Only your finest was accepted,
Unsure of yourself,
As you try to fit in,

Torment yourself to prove your worth,
Your desires are now your obsessions.


Oh Alice, What do you see,
As you stare into the looking glass,
Oh Alice, What do you see,

Is it you, Is it your reflection?
Oh Alice, What do you see?
Oh Alice, What do you see?


If you could only see yourself,
The way I do,

So many things, So beautiful things,
That are over you,
The way that you see yourself distorted,

Shaded you,
If you could only love yourself,
The way I do.

Oh Alice, What do you see?

Oh Alice, What do you see?

As you stare into the looking glass,
Oh Alice, What do you see,
Is it you, Is it your reflection?

Oh Alice, What do you see?
Oh Alice, What do you see?