Lletres: Hawk Nelson. Hawk Nelson Is My Friend. Somebody Else.

If I sold this guitar
And a piece of my heart for you
Would you hop on a bus
And leave just because, would you?

Are these dreams overrated?
Running from myself

I used to be somebody else
I'm holding out for a good reason
The people around me, they all seem to tell me
That I tend to change like the seasons
I used to be somebody else

For this dream that I chose
Is too big for us both, it's true
And it hurts me the most
Now I feel like a ghost around you

Are these dreams overrated?
Running from myself

I used to be somebody else
I'm holding out for a good reason
The people around me they all seem to tell me
That I tend to change like the seasons
I used to be somebody else

If I sold this guitar
And a piece of my heart for you
Would you hop on a bus
And leave just because, would you?

I used to be somebody else
I'm holding out for a good reason
The people around me, they all seem to tell me
That I tend to change like the seasons

I used to be somebody else
I'm holding out for a good reason
The people around me they all seem to tell me
That I tend to change like the seasons

I used to be somebody else
I used to be somebody else
I used to be somebody else