I am. I am poor. I am king.
But I can do anything, anything.
In my soul, baby, there is a song.

I am poor. I am king.
I can do anything.
Though I am strong, often wrong
in my soul there’s a song.

I am fear. I am strength.
I am love’s missing link.
Tired and grown full of hope.
Take my hand. I am man.

I’ve been waiting for a long, long, long time
High upon a dream I left behind
Here I am, a cold and lonely man
Waiting for the sun to set
Waiting for the world to

Catch a wave, make it grow.
Catch the wind, make it blow.
Cast away all my fate.
I am love. I am hate.

I am fear. I am strength.
I am love’s missing link.
Tired and grown full of hope.
Take my hand. Well, I am man.