if this is true, I thought then, what will I think.
will i stay but rather i would get away.
i'm scared that i won't find a thing.
and afraid that i'll turn out to be alone, but i.
i have to learn, have to try, have to trust i have to cry.
have to see, have to know that i can be myself
and if i could i would stay.
and if they're not, not in my way.
i'll stare here in the distance.
but i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah.
i'll grow up to be just like you, yeah.