I see a stranger with a smile
man, it's been awhile
everybody has a secret
when will i have mine?
i see my picture in a frame
it's on the lawn and i am framed
everybody has a secret
but it's not on my mind
everybody tells the story
like it was hard to find
let it go
understand that this is real
and don't ever let it go
my feelings are not set in stone
seems my feelings aren't my own
i am so misled, i am so composed but i am home
i think that you should live again
without ever thinking that you lived
there's something in the way you cry
but there's something in the way
i know you're feeling angry
i know you're feeling scared
but anytime you feel lonely
you can call on me