When I walk in your shoes,
I understand a man confused.
There must have been,
But I don't care,
I feel the way,
Your soul does there.
Darling, they empathise,
Looking through,
Your bloodshot eyes.
And I know you;
You're so frustrated,
Above we all become,
What we once hated.
Be-sides, nobody,
Can be that wise.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
You can only get,
So much from,
Someone else.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
You've got a degree,
So you think,
You're clever-er than me.
But I'm not just,
Some drama queen,
'Cos it's where you're at,
Not where you've been.
So what do you,
Ex-pect from me,
To hold your head,
And carry you,
Even though you're bigger,
'Cos don't you know,
You crush my tiny figure?
And anyway,
We're still so young,
And this isn't yesterday.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
You can only get,
So much from,
Someone else.
I can't help you,
If you won't,
Help your-self.
You might be twenty five,
But in my mind,
I see you as sixteen years old,
Most of the time.
And I'm just a child,
And you're full grown,
And you are like nothing,
I've ever known.
(Repeat to Fade)