My Dear (Can I Tell You My Greatest Fears)
Tim Nelson
I was a child on the outside looking in
Always on the sidelines
I was looking out wondering where my story begins
I’d bide time
The truth is I’m not that kind
The truth is I don’t really fuck with these guys
Oh
So I lie there in front of a camera
I look there deep in the mirror
My dear
Can I tell you my greatest fears
My dear
Are you sure you could handle all my tears
Oh