More songs by Katy Nichole
Description
Violin: Alicia Enstron
Violin: Annaliese Kowert
Cello: Austin Hoke
Viola: Betsy Lamb
Additional Engineer: Buckley Miller
Additional Editor: Chris Bevins
Violin: David Davidson
String Recording Engineer: Doug Sarrett
Keyboards, Piano: Jeff Pardo
Producer: Jeff Pardo
Artwork By: Joshua Wurzelbacher
Creative Director: Joshua Wurzelbacher
Vocals: Katy Nichole
Viola: Kristin Wilkinson
Mixer: Matt Huber
Strings Arranger: Tim Lauer
Keyboards, Programming: Tim Lauer
Composer: Jeff Pardo
Composer: Katy Nichole
Lyrics and translation
Original
It's hard to paint the perfect picture when you're broken behind the scenes.
It's hard to keep a mask on when you're tearing at the seams.
It's hard to be somebody that you're not supposed to be, and you just keep on trying to be everything they need.
But one day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I? "
You're captive to the people that you've spent your whole life pleasing.
But you're still so unhappy, and you're still not what they needed.
Then one day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I? "
All you've ever wanted was to be loved.
Don't you know that who you are is already enough?
Be who you were made to be. You don't have to change a thing.
The truth's already written on your heart.
One day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I? "
English translation
It's hard to paint the perfect picture when you're broken behind the scenes.
It's hard to keep a mask on when you're tearing at the seams.
It's hard to be somebody that you're not supposed to be, and you just keep on trying to be everything they need.
But one day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I? Who am I?
Who am I? "
You're captive to the people that you've spent your whole life pleasing.
But you're still so unhappy, and you're still not what they needed.
Then one day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I? "
All you've ever wanted was to be loved.
Don't you know that who you are is already enough?
Be who you were made to be. You don't have to change a thing.
The truth's already written on your heart.
One day you will wake up, and you'll start to realize, the person on the outside isn't who you are inside.
You'll hold on to resentment of the person you can't find.
And someday you will ask yourself, "Who am I? "