Oh my friend

You have carried me but you've left me again

In my time of need

When everyone is moving but me

Heaven knows this is real.

So lift me up, raise my head high

And take my photograph

And keep it 'til I'm old enough to know

That I was lovely, and I was truthful

If only I could have seen it

If only I could have believed it

Oh, this could be my second chance

And this could be my second chance.

Morning came

And it left me with a bitter taste

Of a mould I don't fit

But with many others we commit

Heaven knows this is real.

So lift me up, raise my head high

And take my photograph

And keep it 'til I'm old enough to know

That I was lovely, and I was truthful

If only I could have seen it

If only I could have believed it

Oh, this could be my second chance.

And I feel like this is the first day

Of a brand new life in which I'm thirsty for

An honest life where I can love myself

For who I am, who I am.

Take my photograph

And keep it 'til I'm old enough to know

That I was lovely, and I was truthful.

So lift me up, raise my head high

And take my photograph

And keep it 'til I'm old enough to know

That I was lovely, and I was truthful

If only I could have seen it

If only I could have believed it

Oh, this could be my second chance.