I wondered tonight if I should be me or not When I go out tomorrow into the world's sight It would be so easy to go stealth male No one would look, or care at all But the most important person of all, me.
I cried as I thought of those years gone by The lies, the dreams, the longing to be real Was it all in vain, and now that I'm free, would I so easily just give it all away I might still appear as male to the untrained eye But my friends can tell and so can i I'm very special now and it's such a gift And I'll never give it up, and never go back again.