Wherever I've gone, the blues run the game.

[judecorp]

I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive
I'm just out to find The better part of me

I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane
More than some pretty face beside a train
It's not easy to be me

Wish that I could cry, fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie about a home I'll never see

It may sound absurd, but don't be naive
Even Heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed, but won't you concede
Even Heroes have the right to dream
It's not easy to be me

Up, up and away, away from me
It's all right...You can all sleep sound tonight
I'm not crazy, or anything

I can't stand to fly, I'm not that naive
Men weren't meant to ride with clouds between their knees
I'm only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me

It's not easy to be me.