subtle as a river across the desert floor
vying for attention, getting less and wanting more
feelin just like Dorothy, the day she fell from Oz
i traveled all this way to find out who i really was, and

right or wrong - accept me as i am
not at all - or do the best that ‘cha can
right or wrong - accept me as i am
after all, i’m not your superman

just below the surface, protected from the past
broken by your point of view, i hid behind the mask
i was near surrender, trapped in secret pride
worried that you needed more than what i had inside, but

right or wrong - accept me as i am
not at all - or do the best that ‘cha can
right or wrong - accept me as i am
after all, i’m not your superman

bottom line, gonna be fine whatever you decide
finally, i can be me no matter what you think
yesterday, i was afraid to really show my face
it’s a new day and i said all that to say...