All along away there were things to do Always some other, someone I could be All the things to know, all the ways to go To fly a spirit for to stage the show
It wasn't always easy learning to be me Sometimes my head and heart would disagree Times I walked away, all the times I'd stay To see the glamor of my life play
Being me again to be myself alone Sometimes I love the things they said Some things were cold as stone, it was lonely Sometimes, sometimes it was blue and the lights were brilliant