A gentle hand is guiding me
Hoping I will finally see it's true
This part of who I am
Underneath all the words that I say
And beyond all the things that I do
This part of me I don't know... The man who stands in the shadow
Why is it that he does not speak
What is the promise that he seeks to gain
A promise to believe
In the promptings that come from my heart
Without this there is nowhere to start
Without this I will never know... the man who stands in the shadow
Why does it have to be
So hard to find
How all of the pieces fit
And make them mine
In every moment there's a choice
If I want to keep this voice alive
This singing in my soul
Got to risk everything that I am
Do it over and over again
Stand up for my right to know
The man who stands in the shadow
Facing the man, embracing the man who
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