How high are you on that pedestal?
So high up the air is thin,
You can't breathe,
And so you can't see.
How low are you?
Below the ground, working in the shadows,
Hiding underneath with the ones who don't know.
Who am I to think I'm anything special?
Anything to be held close to someone's heart...
Who am I to think I deserve your love?
To be held close at night...
Who am I to think I know?
That I'm the only one?
Who am I to believe in you?
The only thing I can do...
A face of splendor, representing everything I believe in
Is what I look in now, and don't see my reflection
I used to believe I was good, or was alive
But who am I to believe I was right?
Who am I to believe I'm worth anything?
I'm not worth to be your world...
Who am I to think I'm above you?
No, I don't, I always knew you were better...
Who am I to think I'm good?
I'm no more above than you are...
Who am I to trust in you?
The only thing I can do...