Superhuman.

And these days, these days

I wish I was five again

I wish I wish

If only

I've had these dreams of walking home

Home where it used to be
And everything was as it was 

in front of me


Here I stand, Five feet small
Romanticizing years ago
when my mind hadn't grown so old

It's a bittersweet feeling
hearing the same song on the radio


And these days, 

I wish I was five again

Make me a cape

I want to be Superman

Still, here I stand, Five feet small
I'm smiling but I'm so scared inside

You and I,we can say pretty things

These pretty things cannot be made 

This set of palms are not enough to save

Maybe he's no Romeo

and I'm no Superhuman. 

But 

That's all we can do. 

That's all I can do.