Here I stand, with open hand.
With nothing to show, I stand where I began.
You talk to strong. You do no wrong.
Save your breath, I won't be here for long.

Here I stand, alone I stand
Small in this as a single grain of sand.
But now I can. I know I can.
And I know you have them, let me see your hands.

I feel stranded, on my own.
I feel wasted tired used up and alone.
I feel doubted, shadows of doubt on me.
Never been, never seen the uselessness in me.

Cause there's times that I've been,
And there's things we've had.
Despite all the lack of trust they had.
But you can't complain,
When you stay the same,
If it keeps you sane now
On my own I feel stranded.

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