Somebody's keeping up with who's worth keeping up with.
Somebody's trying to try to find their inner bliss, whatever it is.
Somebody's shooting to shoot for the furthest and brightest star.
Somebody's hoping to hope they can find the strength to make it out the door.
Somebody's giving up on giving to who's given up on them.
Somebody's staying to stay so can they can say they're the one that kept trying.
Somebody's low enough to fall just so they can say they fell.
Somebody's telling the tale that's never really been their tale to tell.
And that somebody's you, but I'm somebody, too.
And if that somebody's me, well it's the me that's you.
it's you, it's you...it's you and me.
Somebody's taking the chance to finally take what's finally theirs.
Somebody's praying to pray again for their own unanswered prayers.
Somebody's loving to love just for the sake of love and being loved.
Somebody's hating to hate what they're just caught up in the habit of.
It’s you and me.
We're somebody, yeah, we’re somebody.
It’s me and you, you and me, me and you, you and me.