I'm slowly turning into you But you don't know this, tell the truth
You say I'm lying and I never really tell you the truth But your face is gettin' older
So put your head on my shoulder Yeah, put your head on my shoulder
Yesterday it hit me That I do all the little things that you do
Except the same little things that you do are annoying They're annoying as hell in fact
It kinda struck a little bell in fact I like to keep my little shell intact
* And I'm slowly turning into you
And I'm slowly turning into you
Then something else came to mind That was the mirror, it made everything clearer
That you're more beautiful compelling And stronger; it didn't take much longer
Just for me to realize I love all the little things and the beauty that they're gonna bring
I dig your little laugh And I'm lovin' your quick wit, I even love it when you're fakin' it
And it might sound a little strange For me to say to you, but I'm proud to be you
