Society creates a man Fashioned by dry emotions But sinking deeper into you Social behaviour transcends
I will not be timid to shine Be the man that you want to find I will be weak and lay down All that may gain me a crown
Into your hands I will give you all I hold dear All of the things I like about me, I lay down And as I walk with you I know that I will be More and more the man That you want to see
I want to be a real man Dignified not by who I am But by the man I walk next to Proudly I'll grip his hand
I know I'll be Loved in all his capacity And awed with incredible fear I've been touched by The hand of the creator Humbled at his joyful tears
