Maureen

The sun is up night is on the run

Another brand-new day had just begun

A golden sky replaced the grey

The birds wake up and soon it's time to fly away

A day like another day

Maureen wakes up and lifts her head

And she turns around, gets out of bed

She drags her feet 'cross the cardboard floor

Like yesterday and all the days before

Each time she stares at her reflection

Blasted mirror tells a tale of imperfection

Her looks distorted by her mind's disease

Those images, they robbed her of her sanity

A victim of society

The girls she sees in all the those magazines

Their features great, the looks of beauty queens

Their bodies perfect, slim and elegant

With skins so pure, she wants to be like them

Leafing through her magazines she sees those tempting ads

Inviting her to change

There's no need to be content with everything she has

It's easily arranged

'Cause beauty can be bought

And all her problems rectified

But after that, will she be satisfied?

Staring from her window she sees people passing by

Each and every day

Are they satisfied with all that mother nature gave

Or do their looks get in their way?

If beauty opens doors

And seems to get one to the top

Is that what life's about and we've got?

She walks 'cross her room and she decides to take control

She knows it's all inside her head, and now it's time to let it go

The fairy-tale girl, the one she dreamed of as a child

Too bad it's not within her reach but then true beauty lies inside