Here I stand;
not sad, but oh so free,
and I don't need to cry,
'cause I can finally see
what I've done.
I no longer need to ask.
Tomorrow came one day,
and in its sunlight I shall bask.
Won't you look into my eyes, dear?
It may come as a surprise here,
but inside that gold and green,
there's a darker circle that's not always seen.
Right there in my eyes,
the same color as my hair.
And if you were to look at my soul,
you'd see that same brown stain dwelling there.
So I look back at the masks I wore,
and at that heart I tore.
It was my own, I ripped it clean in two,
and now it's stitched back together but not quite good as new.
And can't you see,
that deep inside of me,
I'm carrying a bruise?
It reminds me of what it feels like to lose.
It's true that I have fallen,
and I will fall again.
But landing doesn't hurt quite so much now,
now that I call you friend.
'Cause in that darkest hour,
I thought I was all alone.
Well, there were always people beside me.
Yes, I should have known.
So I look back at the masks I wore,
and at that heart I tore.
It was my own, I ripped it clean in two,
and now it's stitched back together but not quite good as new.
And can't you see,
that deep inside of me,
I'm carrying a bruise?
It reminds me of what it feels like to lose.
Here I am your hero.
I'm your future star.
Can't you see the holes, man?
Can't you see the scar?
I'll be your inspiration,
but I'm no manufactured man.
I've got flaws within me
that weren't in any plan.
Here I stand;
not sad, but oh so free,
and I don't need to cry,
'cause I can finally see.
So I look back at the masks I wore,
and at that heart I tore.
It was my own, I ripped it clean in two,
and now it's stitched back together but not quite good as new.
And can't you see,
that deep inside of me,
I'm carrying a bruise?
It reminds me of what it feels like to lose.