I'll be the one You walk upon When I find that it's wrong Well, it don't make no difference to me Color my brother and me, Selling the foolish on hate When I find that it's wrong Well, it don't make no difference to me Here I am CHORUS In the middle of me, I know what I need The engine has emptied the tear that we feed In the middle of me, I know I believe This could be better if not for me The radio dies in my head, Whispering "trust me again" But you will find, given time I'm waking up to this sh** From where I stand CHORUS Talk on the TV Talk about lies we believe I know I do Talk among people is Talk of a vision And I know I do CHORUS