I've taken the breath out of everything they believe I've collapsed its lungs, calloused its heart Sucked the life out of this, for all of Sunday to see, for all of Sunday to see Preaching to the deaf and blind, no one sees my effort No one gets the

I'm just a girl With a dream That got the best of me That believes fame is everything Got out of touch With the ones who gave me my wings

Running out on the streets He lives from day to day Looking for something to do He needs to get away. Hoping that maybe one day He could be someone Praying that maybe someday He could be number one. In his world of make believe

How did you think I would feel How could you do this to me Won't let you hurt me again now I'm nothing to you, I can see Just walk away from me I'm torn up but I can't believe You sat and watched me bleed I am the waiting one it seems What should I do

So close to giving up cause faith is so hard to find Could someone deliver us and send us some kind of sign Believe it or not, everyone have things that they hide Believe it or not, everyone keep most things inside Believe it or not, everyone believes in

Can you believe me when I say, there's nothing I like better, Than just to sit here and talk with you. Although I'll rant and I'll rave about one thing and another The beauty of it is, hope you'll agree, though I'm a poor boy, I can still be happy, As

No matter how far I go No one or nothing can change Just remember that And no matter how long it takes I'm hoping that this ain't too hard to believe 'Cause baby, you're the only one for me I know it gets hard when I'm moving in and outta' state But I

I don't believe that anybody And after all, you're my wonderwall I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me By now you should've somehow Feels the way I do, about you now There are many things that I Would like to say to you but I don't know how

I lied just a little When I said I need you You stretched the truth When you said that you knew Just can't believe it There's nothing to say I was almost honest, almost Living alone, can't stand this place It's four in the morning and I still see your

I got no money but I want you so Wants to kill me something He wants to kill me off of the street Don't wipe my tongue Or spread me up and break me a fever Give me something I can believe in Give me something to walk me away I'm a waste of time And all