No one told us, we were too young To defend ourselves Spoon fed with visions In several years, create belief Create some hope, create the fear That we might not succeed We might not fit in, we think we're free We're just the visions and the voices That made us who we are
I can't show you the world But I can show you mine
Our future held in fractured hands A fairy tale of failing plans Meaning to see, can't see a meaning Trip the gears in search of feelings
I can't show you the world But I can show you mine