Well, if winter comes and takes my life Will it be the death I had in mind? Or will I be captured in the eyes to preserve the way I lied? Well, at 27 will I see that I was born to be the man I'll be? And if I change myself can I still stay me? Or did I just change my mind? Oh-whoa I am a point in time and space, and I am the truth that I create And so where my matter takes its stand No, it doesn't matter who I am No, it doesn't matter who I am ♪ And I'm gonna be