And I want a moment to be real, Wanna touch things I don't feel, Wanna hold on and feel I belong. And how can the world want me to change, They're the ones that stay the same. They can't see me, But I'm still here.
I am a question to the world, Not an answer to be heard. All a moment that's held in your arms. And what do you think you'd ever say? I won't listen anyway... You don't know me, And I'll never be what you want me to be.
So, do you think we can change Everybody that hates Before it's too late? So proud to be free, But who can we blame? Don't be ashamed... Do you think we can change?