| I know somebody whose life is tough.
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| I help a little, but it isn’t enough
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| Cuz I go an' spend money on stupid stuff
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| When I know he’s strugglin' to stay above.
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| An' I have so many chances to be
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| The hero I believe’s inside of me
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| But I get busy and I get distracted
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| And I do nothin' when I could’ve acted
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| I laid low when I could’ve stood high.
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| I said nothin' when I should’ve asked why.
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| I saw somethin' that I might’ve done and I didn’t,
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| A chance to speak my truth and I hid it.
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| Inside, I’d like to believe I’m cool,
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| Easy to love and hard to fool,
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| But I know there’s more I could’ve enjoyed.
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| Sometimes I find myself thinkin'
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| Maybe I missed the point.
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| So many times I turned down love,
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| Stayed in the dark when I could’ve lit it up,
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| But every time I did take a chance
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| Makes me happy when I’m lookin' back
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| I’m not sayin' my whole life feels like a joke
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| But I’ve been a master of mirrors and smoke
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| And I don’t wanna live
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| No mo' without you. |