Life passes me by, but I don't have the nerve

To smile or even cry, or learn from what I've heard

I know that it's real, I've seen lovers dance

And I've heard of lost romance

But I talk myself out of taking a chance

To show how I feel

I wish I could write a song, but I don't know the words

I wish I could show my heart, but I'd probably just get hurt

You know me, I'm getting back. My feet are steady on the ground

How am I ever gonna fly when I'm scared of falling down?

I've been told that I'm a friend, but I'm only free when I'm alone

What I've said and where I'vе been and what I call a home

Only hiding my real face, so I keep it lockеd inside

Raised and shackled in a shelf, it ain't good for me

The fires of my own hell just so I can keep the pace

I wish I could write a song, but I don't know the words

I wish I could show my heart, but I'd probably just get hurt

You know me, I'm getting back. My feet are steady on the ground

How am I ever gonna fly when I'm scared of falling down?

Life passes me by, but I don't have the nerve

To smile or even cry or learn from what I've heard

And know that it's real, I know that it's real

I know that it's real