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Outside my room looking in |
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You'll probably find me all over the place |
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In pictures of me back in school |
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A slight crooked kid like the smile on my face |
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And my first guitar by the bed |
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With circles of dust clinging to wood |
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It drew the first song from my head |
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Singin' if I was gone, I'd be gone for good |
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I'm afraid to grow up |
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But somewhere inside is the will of a man |
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And all I've ever wanted |
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Was something to give and love if I can |
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You make me want to try |
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You make me want to fight |
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You make me want to live |
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You make me want to give |
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And inside my room looking out |
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The colors of night all faded and bruised |
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But out from the shadows of doubt |
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You held up your heart and stepped into view |
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And under the streetlight we kissed |
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Never more tried and never more true |
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It drew a new song from my lips |
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Singing if I can fall, I'm falling for you |
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I'm afraid to grow up |
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'Cause somewhere inside I don't think I can |
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And all I've ever wanted |
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Is someone to love, and to live like a man |
