We are giants We are giant We are we are Feels like you, standing there so small Just the space between the stars Don't be afraid to risk it all 'Cause we are we are Do you feel like you're second-hand? Do you feel you're afraid to stand alone?

Don't be afraid, just knock on the door, Then a voice from above said- Horace wimp,this is your life, Go out and find yourself a wife, Make a stand and be a man, Well he just stood there mumblin and fumblin' Late again today, he'd be in trouble though

Why you want to trip on me Why you want to trip on me Stop trippin' Ooh stop trippin' Yeah stop trippin' Everybody just stop trippin' They say I'm different They don't understand But there's a bigger problem

So I wish I could trade hearts with you So I can feel the same way you do 'Cause there's some things I just don't understand Like how hard a woman loves a man Touch me 'til I feel your love all mine You say I don't have any time to try and keep you

Living for you is easy living It's easy to live when you're in love And I'm so in love For you maybe I'm a fool But it's fun People say you rule me with one wave of your hand They just don't understand There's nothing in life but you There is nothing in

You're never gonna learn there's no such place as Neverland You don't understand You'll never grow up You're never gonna be a man You're just a lost boy, with your head up in the clouds You're just a lost boy, never keep your feet on the ground You're

Don't you lie to me Now don't you lie to me Because it makes me mad I get evil as a man can be That you loved me long time ago You don't want him no more There's two kind of people I just can't stand Evil-hearted woman

Born on the bayou Chasin' down a hoodoo there And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin' Now, when I was just a little boy Standin' to my daddy's knee My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me" 'Cause he'll get you 'Cause

Born on the bayou Born on the bayou. Chasin' down a hoodoo there. Now when I was just a little boy standin' to my Daddy's knee My Poppa said son don't let the man get you do what he done to me 'Cause he'll get you 'cause he'll get you now now. I can

But what good's love if it ain't a little complicated? No, it don't always go just like you hoped it would But sometimes complicated's pretty damn good Roll the window down, baby, wave goodbye To your mama standin' there in the drive From the day we met