Halfway to Memphis Driving in the rain Self confidence slipping Still running away
From the face in the mirror The lines on your face From New York City To the San Francisco Bay
From the ghost in the closet To the monkey on your back From the one that really loves you Baby, you know about that Does that fire in your belly still burn?
Be yourself You're like no one else There's nobody like you You can't find it on a shelf
Just let the world know That you're ready for show Count 3 and let go Before you turn around and go home Turn around, yeah
Down by the riverside There's an old stone wall There time stands still But the water still falls
And there nothing much changes But the seasons still change We just wishing and hoping To break even again You take these things with you Take 'em to the heart But take nothing for granted Well, that's a good place to start Until you feel like a circle again
And just be yourself You're like no one else There's nobody like you You can't find it on a shelf
And just let the world know You're ready for show Count 3 and let go Before you turn around and go home
There ain't no sanctuary Young Jeff Buckley blood You're halfway to Memphis In the Mississippi mud
Be yourself You're like no one else There's nobody like you You can't find it on a shelf
Just let the world know You're ready for show Count 3 and let go Before you turn around and go home
Be yourself, come on, baby Just turn yourself around and go home Be yourself, yeah, it's alright, baby You can't find it on a shelf
Be yourself You're like no one else There's nobody like you, now come on home Be yourself, come on home