[Verse 1] I take a step up to the bathroom glass And watch the shadows that the hallway casts I stare straight ahead, and I have to ask Is this really me? There’s a silver thread sticking out of my hair Wrinkly lines around eyes that are tired and bare Saggy skin and a weight that I didn't know was there Staring back at me [Chorus] Oh, I miss my old self, the girl that I knew With the tight, glowing skin and the sky-high view A sexy figure, a flat belly too And a beautiful smile that could light up the room But this person I see, standing cold in the gray Is the product of giving my own heart away I neglected myself, put the whole world ahead Left my own open pages unwritten, unread Is it too late to love myself now? Is it too late to learn how? [Verse 2] I used to move with a grace in my stride Now I keep pulling my sweater to hide The parts of my body I push to the side Like a ghost in my skin I remember the laughter, the shape of my waist Before every moment was hurried and paced For the sake of the people whose problems I chased While I faded within [Chorus] Oh, I miss my old self, the girl that I knew With the tight, glowing skin and the sky-high view A sexy figure, a flat belly too And a beautiful smile that could light up the room But this person I see, standing cold in the gray Is the product of giving my own heart away I neglected myself, put the whole world ahead Left my own open pages unwritten, unread Is it too late to love myself now? Is it too late to learn how? [Bridge] I poured out my cup 'til it ran completely dry Answering every single desperate cry I built up their walls while my own collapsed Trading my youth for a map with no tracks But the lines on my face aren't just failure or rust They're the price of a love that was given in trust And maybe the grace that I gave everyone Can be turned back to me, now the waiting is done [Guitar Solo] [Chorus - Outpouring emotion] I still miss my old self, the girl that I knew But maybe this new face has something earned too Beyond the flat belly, the youth that just flew There’s a deeper, more resilient truth in the room Yeah, the person I see might be weathered and gray From a lifetime of giving my own heart away But I’m done putting everyone else up ahead I’m reclaiming the words that I should have instead It’s never too late to love myself now Starting today, I’ll learn how [Outro] Looking deep in the mirror...It's not too late. White hairs and all...I'm coming home to myself. It's never too late.(Fade out to silence)
