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I am a man, but that's not all I am |
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There is more here than the smiles in old photographs |
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The memories trapped under glass |
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When times are good or bad the moments came and passed so fast |
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So here I am |
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Just a tired, broken man |
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And I hope, I hope that someone, somewhere understands |
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I try to do the best I can |
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But nothing ever, ever goes according to it's plan |
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As I look back at what went wrong |
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I wonder if I had been strong |
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Enough to face this on my own |
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But that was it, never again |
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So here I am |
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Just a tired, broken man |
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And I hope, I hope that someone, somewhere understands |
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I try to do the best I can |
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But nothing ever, ever goes according to it's plan |
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I don't think I should be alone right now |
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I need a chance to make it right somehow |
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So if it feels like I'm dragging you down |
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And you don't want me around, then just say so |
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So here I am |
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Just a tired, broken man |
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I've always been the first to volunteer all of my time |
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The last to leave it all behind |
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The life I lived I thought was mine |
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But now I feel it slipping through my hands |
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Right through my hands |
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And I don't know where to go |
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And I don't know what to do |
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Between just me and you it's overwhelming |
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And here I stand |
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Just a tired, broken man |
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And I hope, I hope that someone, somewhere understands |
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I try to do the best I can |
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But nothing ever, ever goes according to it's plan |
