I know not who I am apart from you
What was once bound to my heart feels so untrue
Since I held the glass and stared
And said, Somewhere in there
’s a man who could fall straight in love with you
Are you showing me where it is I end and you
Begin again, and do until it’s through?
That with sand upon my hair
My skin torn, my ribs bare,
There’d be the man who’ll cry on out to you?
What value could my heart give unto you,
Without one’s arms to hold it and undo
The sickly thin despair—
For dear God, it’s not fair!—
To never get to measure up to you
Would you tell me how to make it up to you?
Would you strain your eyes to keep this view?
Would you leave, unlearn it all,
Dismiss the sirens’ call,
To let me be man come home to you?
Broken, clean and naked, I stand near
Once more before the foggy glass and clear
The Image appears there
And I pray beneath somewhere
’s a man who’s going to change the world for you
A man who’s gonna change the world for you.
Deep in the glass I stare, and
Declare somewhere in there
Is a man who’s gonna change the world for you.
