Matt Nathanson
Miracles
They built a hero, out of expections
And what a hopeless hero was he
Sticks for legs, well he shook when the wind blew, even slightly
And he welcomed the smiles
Welcomed the applause
And hoped they'd never forgot just who they thought he was
They dressed him up in rich mans clothes
And told him he was beautiful

Then they expected miracles
Then they expected miracles

His parents were pleased
They went to all the parties
He was groomed for greatness from the time he was young
Raised on a diet of television
He was taught to listen, kept on

And he welcomed desire
Reckless luxury
The world soaked up every drop of drama
And insecurity

They dressed him up in rich mans clothes
And told him he was beautiful
Then they expected miracles
Then they expected miracles

Then one day his admires just quit him
They just packed up their things and were gone
He stood alone
Their beautiful disatser
Wonderin' where he'd gone wrong
He wanted their smile
Wanted the applause
No one would look him in the eye now
No one returned his calls

They dressed him up in rich mans clothes
And told him he was beautiful

Then they expected miracles
Then they expected miracles