I can't lock my door, oh, I don't have no privacy.
The only thing that's mine is what's inside of me.
When I've had enough, a little voice inside, it says you've got to be tough...take it in stride.
Sometimes I am foolish, I let it get the best of me.
At least I know that my mistakes are my responsibility and
I just have to laugh to keep from crying...
...I don't have a dime, oh, to buy those pretty things.
But I hear all the evidence, you know, it all sounds the same.
But I'm still waiting, I've got my hands open wide.
You know my dream isn't fading, I keep it hidden inside, oh...
...I keep on trying.	
My friends don't understand, oh, they think I've lost my mind,
and I'm choking back the tears, I've got to swallow my pride...