Halfway to Memphis, drivin in the rain 
Self confidence slippin, [bad word] away 
From the face in the mirror, the lines on the face 
From NYC to the San Francisco Bay 
From the ghost in the closet, the monkey on your back 
From the one that really knows you, been there watchin' your back 
But the fire in your belly still burns 
Just be yourself 
You're like no one else 
There's nobody like you 
You can't find it on the shelf 
Just let the world know 
That you're ready for show 
Count 3 and let go 
Before you turn around and go home 
Down by the lilikoi 
Near the old stone wall 
There time stands still 
Yet the water still falls 
There nothing much changes 
But the seasons still change 
Just wishin and hopin 
To break even again 
You take these things with you 
You take em to the heart 
But take nothing for granted 
Well there's a good place to start 
Until you feel the light circle again 
Just be yourself 
You're like no one else 
There's nobody like you 
You can't find it on the shelf 
Just let the world know 
That you're ready for show 
Count 3 and let go 
Before you turn around and go home 
There ain't no sanctuary 
Young Jeff Buckley blood 
You're halfway to Memphis 
In the Mississippi mud 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Yeah, yeah, yeah 
Be yourself 
You're like no one else 
There's nobody like you 
You can't find it on the shelf 
Just let the world know 
That you're ready for show 
Count 3 and let go 
Before you turn around and go home 
Turn yourself around and get back home 
Just turn around and go home