Robbie Bronnimann - Be Somebody (The Robbie Bronnimann Mix) lyrics

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Robbie Bronnimann - Be Somebody (The Robbie Bronnimann Mix) lyrics

I'm just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think I am Trying to trace my steps back here again so many times I'm just a speck inside your hand, you came and made me who I am I remember where it all began so clearly I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way And you create in me something I would've never seen When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door So when they say they don't believe, I hope that they see you in me After all the lights go down, I'm just the words you are the sound A strange type of chemistry, how you've become a part of me And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire You're the only one who knows who I really am We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far And we're all see through, just like gla** And we can shatter just as fast That light's been burned out for a while I still see it every time I pa** It was lost in the corners of my mind Behind a box of reasons why I never doubted it was there It just took a little time to find and even when... I feel a million miles away, still you connect me in your way And you create in me something I would've never seen When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door So when they say they don't believe I hope that they see you in me After all the lights go down, I'm just the words you are the sound A strange type of chemistry, how you've become a part of me And when I sit alone at night, your thoughts burn through me like a fire You're the only one who knows who I really am We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far We all wanna be somebody, we just need a taste of who we are We all wanna be somebody, we're willing to go but not that far I'm just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think I am Trying to trace my steps back here again so many times When I could only see the floor, you made my window a door So when they say they don't believe, I hope that they see you in me

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