Everything I thought I was Stories Fluid Is everything that led me here But at the time I never knew it And all the stories give us meaning Keep us moving on Make it real Run our choices Our bodies Keep us fused to what we feel But I want it so bad What am I without you Some kind of me I guess We measure all that's left with time Our lives a calculated art The things we do that give us pride We hold up high as if it's all that we are And all I've traveled All the moments I have lived and seen Call it playful daydreamer Or a fool pulled to a dream But I want it so bad What am I without you Some kind of me I guess But I want it so bad What am I without you Some kind of me I guess