I heard a story,
About you when you were young,
So much pride and promise for what you could be,
Too much for you to take on,
Now that you're older,
You meditate on what went wrong,
But your own story's good enough for me,
And I love who you've become,
So do yourself a favor And push off the pain you feel,
With the right idea No judgment here,
You got the right idea Who you are is staying back,
In your mirror Then you got the right idea,
Who cares about all the glory,
Time to fight for happiness,
Innocent boy I hear your sigh of relief,
When you believe,
You had it all,
all alone,
Do yourself a favor,
And push off the pain you feel,
With the right idea No judgment here You got the right idea,
Who you are is staying back In your mirror Then you got the right idea