I wonder who I am Reflections offer nothing I wonder where I stand I'm afraid of myself Running outside the Nazca Lines You know I see you all in white Hoping you'll grow the fruitful vines An array to give us life Violence born within my mind
No fear (I'm ready) I'm not afraid anymore Take a look at me, Take a look at me No fear and no tears I was afraid to be myself. I was afraid that you could tell. I was afraid of what I felt.