I waited up wishing for superpowers so
I could fly to the moon
I remember when they’d say
I wouldn’t accomplish anything
Why did I believe it was true?
Why do teachers teach and why do preachers preach?
And say that God is on your shoulders, don’t run away
But why do keepers keep and why do seekers seek?
Is something different and don’t believe what we say
That people are meant to leave
People are meant to see
The world in their own eyes
People are meant to be free
And be whoever they decide
'Cause I know we all wear mistakes and the secrets we keep
But people always meant to be beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful
People always meant
People always meant to be beautiful
I played the game and I knew
I wasn’t the same
When they told me that I wasn’t different
But I knew I was, the lines that I’d cross
To get away from being caught in the middle
Why do teachers teach and why do preachers preach?
And say that God is on your shoulders, don’t run away
But why do keepers keep and why do seekers seek?
Is something different and don’t believe what we say
That people are meant to leave, people are meant to see
The world in their own eyes
People are meant to be free
And be whoever they decide
'Cause I know we all wear mistakes and the secrets we keep
But people always meant to be beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
People always meant
But people always meant to be beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
People always meant
But people always meant to be beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
People always meant
But people always meant to be beautiful
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful
People always meant
People always meant to be beautiful
