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 the 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
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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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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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Try
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| Bebo Norman |
