| Song | The Man Inside |
| Artist | Bebo Norman |
| Album | The Fabric of Verse |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Norman | |
| You're waking me up from my daydream | |
| Making me look up from my precious world | |
| Forcing me to see your point of view | |
| This broken sidewalk, not so broken as | |
| The man who likes to walk, jumping all the cracks | |
| Pushing his old bike, he's sure to smile at you | |
| I was looking for the quick way home | |
| But you were happy just to be alone | |
| Something magic must have caught my eye | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| It's not the sun-baked brick lines in your skin | |
| Thick with chain grease, aged and clumsy hands | |
| It isn't struggled words you fight to say | |
| Beneath the man-suit, beneath your purple skin | |
| There is a boy who don’t know that he's a man | |
| He simply close his eyes and he can fly away | |
| I was driving in the same old car | |
| But you were dreaming of a land so far away | |
| I was looking through my corner eye | |
| But you were singing with the man inside | |
| You were singing with the man inside | |
| Some think they got a lot to offer some think they got a lot to give | |
| Those people think they own this world but some people know to truly live |
| zuo qu : Norman | |
| You' re waking me up from my daydream | |
| Making me look up from my precious world | |
| Forcing me to see your point of view | |
| This broken sidewalk, not so broken as | |
| The man who likes to walk, jumping all the cracks | |
| Pushing his old bike, he' s sure to smile at you | |
| I was looking for the quick way home | |
| But you were happy just to be alone | |
| Something magic must have caught my eye | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| It' s not the sunbaked brick lines in your skin | |
| Thick with chain grease, aged and clumsy hands | |
| It isn' t struggled words you fight to say | |
| Beneath the mansuit, beneath your purple skin | |
| There is a boy who don' t know that he' s a man | |
| He simply close his eyes and he can fly away | |
| I was driving in the same old car | |
| But you were dreaming of a land so far away | |
| I was looking through my corner eye | |
| But you were singing with the man inside | |
| You were singing with the man inside | |
| Some think they got a lot to offer some think they got a lot to give | |
| Those people think they own this world but some people know to truly live |
| zuò qǔ : Norman | |
| You' re waking me up from my daydream | |
| Making me look up from my precious world | |
| Forcing me to see your point of view | |
| This broken sidewalk, not so broken as | |
| The man who likes to walk, jumping all the cracks | |
| Pushing his old bike, he' s sure to smile at you | |
| I was looking for the quick way home | |
| But you were happy just to be alone | |
| Something magic must have caught my eye | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| I saw the secret of the man inside | |
| It' s not the sunbaked brick lines in your skin | |
| Thick with chain grease, aged and clumsy hands | |
| It isn' t struggled words you fight to say | |
| Beneath the mansuit, beneath your purple skin | |
| There is a boy who don' t know that he' s a man | |
| He simply close his eyes and he can fly away | |
| I was driving in the same old car | |
| But you were dreaming of a land so far away | |
| I was looking through my corner eye | |
| But you were singing with the man inside | |
| You were singing with the man inside | |
| Some think they got a lot to offer some think they got a lot to give | |
| Those people think they own this world but some people know to truly live |