Shooting streams of colour, filtering the noise Glimpses of the reflection staring back at me Showering the starlight, a veil so thin and so bright Hate just becomes a word, no meaning, no force If I was strong I could be a man Holding your hand for all I'd face the world alone, I'd build on your walls But I'm only half a man If I was strong I could be a man Holding your hand for all I'd face the world alone, I'd build on your walls But I'm only half a man