The Boy, The Man
There’s no place I wanna go
than back to the place that I know
But this boy can’t find his way home
so I’m building a place of my own
I just don’t know where to start
My tank is filled with gas
Where I’m bound, just don’t ask
I’m headed out to face my fears
Cause that’s the plan that got me here
And I’m not worried no more
And I’m not sure
Where I’ll be six months from now
But I am sure
That I’ll be the man I’m made to be
The man I’m made to be
There’s no place I wanna go
than back to the place that I know
But this boy can’t find his way home
so I’m building a place of my own
No more the boy, the man
And I’m not sure
Where I’ll be six months from now
But I am sure
That I’ll be the man I’m made to be
The man I’m made to be
