Through this skin you see my heart 
Through this laughter You feel my pain 
Even through this mask You see my face 
For you are the only one who really knows just who I am 

And You search me 
And You know all the secrets of my heart 
Revealing the mysteries of who You are 
You search me 

Growing up [bad word] easily 
In Your hands, You're the potter molding me 
Then why do I wear this mask and play this game of hide and seek 
When You are the only one who really knows just who I am 

My Father, my Father 
You are my Father, oh, and 
I am Your child 
And You hear my cry 
Even at the midnight