People lie, speaking in my stead
Saying I'm no longer me
I almost want to go
I didn't want to keep silent, how can I give up?
In a world of photos, who can even speak?
I almost shut myself in
And no one cares that I just wanted to sing
And who said "If things are hard, we'll settle for the mediocre"?
Maybe I'm better off alone for now
I still remember those days
Dreams that wouldn't let me give up
How I sang in my room
How much I wanted to be a little more
I won't forget those nights
How my Mom whispered to me,
"My daughter, you'll make it. You'll see that time will tell."
I still remember
People talk, decide without asking
What can or cannot be done, I'm sick of forgiving
I almost break down
It's a bit hard for me to keep silent, how can I give up?
There's no black and white, it's a different kind of gray
I learn every day
And no one cares that I just wanted to sing
That it's sweet, so a little bit of bitter is a must
Maybe I'm better off alone for now
I still remember those days
Dreams that wouldn't let me give up
How I sang in my room
How much I wanted to be a little more
I won't forget those nights
How my Mom whispered to me,
"My daughter, you'll make it. You'll see that time will tell."
I still remember
I still remember
those days, how I sang in my room
How much I wanted to be a little more
I won't forget those nights
How my Mom whispered to me,
"My daughter, you'll make it. You'll see that time will tell."
I still remember