Lyrics:

Every time I looked into a mirror on the wall I began to make a list of every tiny flaw 'Mirror, mirror on the wall Change the shape I see' But every time that I went back I saw the same old me So I began Tearing down the temple That He formed for me I never stopped to think about The hurting it would bring I was tearing down the temple To meet my selfish need Trying hard to find a way To create a perfect me By tearing down the temple I carried all the guilt and shame of what I had begun It frightened me to think about what I might become I wore a mask of bravery and carried on my scheme Day by day destroying what God had given me I was And even though it hurts me now To think of how I lived It serves as a reminder Of how merciful God is