Can’t I be real this time? Who am I supposed to be this time? Can I be real this time? Back to where I began
Pull me in close Hour hands, moments frozen I need more than I ever really know
Watch me as I roll, said the eyes Back to the first square
Pull me in close Closer than you’ve ever been before
The question is are you ever really sure?
Are you embarrassed? Maybe you’re embarrassed. Maybe you’re afraid Of existing within All I’ve ever wanted is to be recognized for what I may be But that may or may not be up to you.
The more I care, the more I care to forget Decide what I mean Get a rise out of tumbling me down the side of your crumbling mountain