Am I your hero?
Open mouths define me, what kind of god am I to you?
I can see what you think you see, but its not who I am
Though I wish it was
Do you feel safe behind your closed doors?
Why do you hide, when one can see through your windows?
Do I see a man less than me, or a man more than I?
I'd peal back every single lie, if I could, for you to find what's real
I want you to know, I want you to see who I am
I wish I was the one you perceived me to be
But I am just like the rest, broken and blessed
So see me as I am, I'm but a man, only a man
What's the difference? We turn to sand; we all turn to sand
There is no difference between you and I
Why would you take this and hold it so high
Why don't you take a closer look?
And tear me apart, rip me apart, and look at my heart
Don't turn to me, I'm not what I seem
Don't turn to me; I'm not who I seem