The man in the house was a child at heart,

Feelings suppressed and actions took part,

No one there to listen or possibly understand,

How this child never grew up to be taken in life like a man,

Will you love me the way I am?

Will you be there always holding my lonely hand?

Growing up for some ain't so easy to do,

When your family don't respect that you are you,

Wanting to express but never shown how,

And with all that has happened is it too late now,

Will you love me the way I am?

Will you be there always holding my lonely hand?

Looked away into to confines of ones mind,

Broken by dreams which you can never find,

Where are those I love, have they turned away,

No they all just look at me in total dismay,

Will you love me the way I am?

Will you be there always holding my lonely hand?

All I wanted was just to be me,

I know I am not perfect, but can anyone be?

I just want to find the dreams inside,

So the boy in me no longer has to hide,

Will you love me the way I am?

Will you be there always holding my lonely hand?