A little red-headed girl      Stood at the mirror      Studying her face      She didn't like her nose      And all of those freckles      She'd love to erase      Her inventory told the story      And from where she stood      There's so much she would change      Oh if she could      As she said to herself      I'd be anyone else      If it were up to me      Her mom walked in      And said with a grin      One day girl you'll see      (chorus)      There's a million stars      In the summer sky      And each one has its name      There's a million snowflakes      In the wintertime      But no two are quite the same      And there's something      You can't see right now      But one day girl you'll know      In a field that's full of daisy's      You're the only rose      You can talk about clothes      Talk about make-up      That's a matter of style      And I bet Mona Lisa's mother      Heard her daughter say      She didn't like her smile      What's inside you just can't hide      'Cause beauty runs so deep      And one day you'll knock      Some young man right off his feet