You've got nothing to say
You've got nothing to do
Do you
Cuz you don't care

You keep staring at me
You've got things you're scared to death to say
And all my blank pages make you think again
All my blank pages make you think again

You don't have to drive me far
Just tell me where you are

Confidence is like the morning sun
Warms you up, blinds you
Then she's gone
Confidence is like the evening sun

You don't have to be set free
Just tell me who you wanna be

Pick up the bricks and throw them far
Show them who you are

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Writer(s): Wayne Everett