| I’m a small man, next to a tall man
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| But baby I’m old man, when I am with you
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| and i’m a fool man, compare to a school man
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| but I feel so enlighten, just studying your smile
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| And I dont care how small I stand
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| I dont plan on measure it
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| cuz when you love me as I am
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| baby I am a better man
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| and I am a frail man, ain’t no fairy tale man
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| but because you accept than
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| I almost forget that I am bruised and i am broken
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| and I’m an exposed man, though i do some composing
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| I ain’t got 5−10 years plan
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| and I ain’t got no, no back pocket, baby
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| And it dont matter where I’ve been, where I wasn’t going
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| cuz when you love me where I am
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| baby I’m a better man
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| You love me the way I am
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| for reasons I do not understand
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| and your love is so much better than
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| the kind of things I’ve learned
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| Now I don’t care how small I stand
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| don’t plan on compare it
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| cuz you have love me just as I am
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| and that makes me a… better man
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| And I’m a small man, next to a tall man
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| but baby I’m old man
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| when I’m with you… |