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Who will she be, be? What is she looking for? Where is that open door? And what will she see, see? When she gives up the fight How will she make it right Once more? Her pink bolero Fits like a wedding train Though straight and narrow Somebody else's name Her in her seashell Just like a wind-up doll Groomed to be special so breakable in a fall Too many fathers and too many reasons To be the daughter who wanted to please them Too many chances for tragic romances With lingering shadows, cloud all her mirrors With rain Who will she be, be? What is she looking for? Where is that open door? Letras de cancionesAnd what will she see, see? When she gives up the fight How will she make it right Once more? She's paying attention But you can never tell She's got will and intention And shes using it all Too many fathers and too many reasons To be the daughter who wanted to please them She steps through the window and sees for the first time The girl she thought she'd be lost in exchange for A dream Who will she be, be? What is she looking for? Where is that open door? And what will she see, see? When she gives up the fight How will she make it right Once more? Oh, Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Oh Oh, Oh Who will she be, be? What is she looking for? Where is that open door? And what will she see, see? When she gives up the fight How will she make it right Who will she be, be? What is she looking for? Where is that open door? And what will she see, see? When she gives up the fight How will she make it right Once more? From Letras Mania