I don’t like to talk about things this way,
but I don’t regret every word I say.
I don’t want to be Mr. Super me
Cause that’s just when right through you’ll see

And to my surprise I’m pleased so far
But I’m not much and I’m no Superstar

I don’t have a will nor a care to please
Talking in the mirror Mr. Lonesome me
Sunday afternoon and a charcoal sea
If there’s a god then my son he’d be

And to my surprise I’m still alright
Despite the years I walked without sight

I don’t wanna pick and I don’t wanna choose
I don’t wanna win and I don’t wanna to lose
I’m not some big mystery
I’m everything you never wanted to be

And to my surprise I got this far
It’s not what you say it’s what we are

And to my surprise I’m still alright
Despite the years I walked without sight

And to my surprise I’m pleased so far
But I’m not much and I’m no Superstar