What if you can not go on,
What if you tell them they have won,
What if you can't stand up,
What if it all will not stop?
So many things to hide,
Hide in the shadow,
See only that what is shallow,
You do need to know,
All that I do not show...
My shadows, are my own,
So many things they will never have known,
My shallow side, is all they know,
Shallow is what we talk about on the phone...
Do not need to know,
Do not need to show,
You do not need to see,
All the shadows hiding inside me...
I stare threw the window,
Thinking of the things I do not know,
I look and see,
Another side of me...
What if I can not carry the weight?
What if it is too late?
What if I can not go on,
What if they already have won?