I could be the voice the stereo will sell you That no-one really values singing on the auction block But I'm not 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 Coz I know who I'm not I could be the breath that blows out someone's candle Whispers underhanded jealous wishes in the dark But I'm not And I could be the critic with judgement in my eyes Set on nothing but the prize, the kind who hides a broken heart But 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