Crossroads you're given the option to pass and look back at goals you've missed.
Rainbows or burning bridges.
If you squint a little more they look the same.
But ooh, there's a little bit of me inside you.
Gathering what you've lost.
And ooh, there's a little bit of me in everyone.
You can never keep it secret.
Problems, lines on your face.
You smooth them out so no one can tell.
And with a straight back upon a stage, you dance, dance hide the tremor in you hands.
But ooh, there's a little bit of you in everyone.
And I'm watching you now, I see you building a castle with one hand tearing down another with the other.