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  1. i’m just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think i am
    trying to trace my steps back here again so many times
    i’m just a speck inside your hand, you came and made me who i am
    i remember where it all began so clearly

    i feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
    and you create in me something i would’ve never seen

    when i could only see the floor, you made my window a door
    so when they say they don’t believe, i hope that they see you in me

    after all the lights go down, i’m just the words you are the sound
    a strange type of chemistry, how you’ve become a part of me
    and when i sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
    you’re the only one who knows who i really am.

    we all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are.
    we all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far.

    and we’re all see through, just like glass
    and we can shatter just as fast
    that light’s been burned out for a while,
    i still see it every time i pass
    it was lost in the corners of my mind,
    behind a box of reasons why
    i never doubted it was there,
    it just took a little time to find and even when...

    i feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way
    and you create in me something i would’ve never seen

    when i could only see the floor, you made my window a door
    so when they say they don’t believe i hope that they see you in me

    after all the lights go down, i’m just the words you are the sound
    a strange type of chemistry, how you’ve become a part of me
    and when i sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire
    you’re the only one who knows who i really am

    we all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
    we all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far
    we all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are
    we all wanna be somebody, we’re willing to go but not that far

    i’m just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think i am
    trying to trace my steps back here again so many times

    when i could only see the floor, you made my window a door
    so when they say they don’t believe, i hope that they see you in me