作词 : Ethan Slater/Nick Blaemire
作曲 : Nick Blaemire/Ethan Slater
Do you see me like l see you?
Words you choose are hard to see through
And sometimes I can't tell: do you know me so well?
Do you know me at all?
My father is the son of an immigrant
My mother died real young
That must be where I inherited
My fear of too much sun
I always thought I’ll grow a cancer in my cells
If I learn the sun too well
But here I am surviving every single day
It’s hard to imagine living any other way
And as I try to build a life
One that's real and simple
It’s hard to keep a hold of it
`Cause life is just a ripple
And as I try to see more clearly
Peer behind the curtain
I'm troubled by this fear of mine
That nothing here is certain
Oh
My father is the son of an immigrant
My mother died real young