Afraid to win

Did you see me flyin’ through that open door?
Did you see me cryin’ against the wall?
Will you look into my eyes when we’re face to face?
Will you help me to scare away my disgrace?

Am I flyin’ too high on borrowed wings?
Am I goin’ too slow for my hungry dreams?
What kind of sickness am I takin’ in?
I better spit it out: I’m afraid to win.

I’m not sure of anything
Not even of my own life
If only anyone cared
Whether I live or die

I’m not afraid of much except of my own fear
I’m never ready to cry, but there’s always a tear
How am I supposed to stand when I’m on my knees?
How can I open my heart if I lost the keys?

Am I flyin’ too high on borrowed wings?
Am I goin’ too slow for my hungry dreams?
What kind of sickness am I takin’ in?
I better spit it out: I’m afraid to win.
I’m afraid to win
Yeah, afraid to win

Oh, just take me down
I don’t want this cloud
Oh now, hold me tight
I have to feel the ground

Have I flown to high on borrowed wings?
Am I goin’ too slow for my hungry dreams?
What kind of sickness was I taking in?
I should know by now: can’t be afraid to win
Can’t be afraid to win
No, can’t be afraid to win
I don’t wanna be afraid to win
Help me not be afraid to win