What Makes a Man

One, two, four

Well my father, he'll never see his name in lights
Worked at a desk his whole damn life
Didn't chase his dreams
Gave himself so me and my sisters would be alright

Sometimes I wonder, they'll say of me when I am gone
When my daughters livin' on, yeah
Will she care if strangers thought that I was famous
Or just that I was never home?

Is it the things you've done, the places that you've been?
Chasin' down some dream you've been imaginin'
Or is it making peace with who you are and where you stand?
I'm trying to find what makes a man
Woah
What makes a man

If I'm honest, I'm plagued by the fear that I'm not enough, yeah
So I work hard to measure up
I've run a million miles, climbed a mountain high
And felt the same when I was done

Is it the things you've done, the places that you've been?
Or chasin' down some dream you've been imaginin'
Or is it making peace with who you are and where you stand?
Oh, I'm trying to find what makes a man

Is it power?
Is it fame?
Is it money?
Is it just a game?
Is it always wanting more?
Or is it in finding peace in what you had all along?

Is it the things you've done, the places that you've been?
Chasin' down some dream you've been imaginin'
Or is it making peace with who you are and where you stand?
I'm trying to find
What makes a man
I've been trying to find
What makes a man
I've been trying to find
What makes a man
What makes a man
I've been trying to find
What makes a man