Who I'm Not - Ward Thomas

I could be the voice

The stereo will sell you

And no one really values

Singing on the auction block

But I’m not

And I could be the dirt

That everybody walks on

And soak up all their thoughts on

How to make it to the top, but I’m not

But I’m not

Through every stage of understanding

They try to tell me what I want

And I can’t say just who I am yet

But I’m closer, than I thought

'cause I know who I’m not

I could be the breath

That blows out someone’s candles

Whispers under handed

Jealous wishes in the dark

But I’m not

And I could be the critic

With judgement in my eyes

Sat on nothing but the prize

The kind that hides a broken heart

But I’m not, but I’m not

Through every stage of understanding

They try to tell me what I want

And I can’t say just who I am yet

But I’m closer, than I thought

'cause I know who I’m not

I could be the step

Blind but still believing

I will find my freedom

They may say that I am lost

But I’m not