Insignificant, subtle tendencies Am I nothing like I seem to be? It's in a small place that i never see Where i found someone to sing to me Pull the inside From the outside If i stare into the sun until my eyes go blind Would i lose sight of you? You pulled the rest of me through Will you be there when i get off the ground? It comes to me at night, before i go to sleep It becomes a secret that's so hard to keep The look on my face, the red of my head Ungiving words make me a better man Pull the inside From the outside If i stare into the sun until my eyes go blind Would i lose sight of you? You pulled the rest of me through Will you be there when i get off the ground?