and life… hasn’t been the nicest to me lately
and if i, didn’t have my faith i don’t know what i’d do…
i try to keep my head up, moving bravely,
but sometimes i wonder if i’ll ever get through?
because… i still don’t feel like i’ve found
the place where my heart belongs
when i hear my guitar sound,
i know there’s something wrong… that ain’t my song!!!
but i don’t know if i can i sing
when i have no voice?
and how am i supposed to choose
when i have no choice?
and i don’t know if i can fly
when i’m not free
and how am i supposed to trust
what i can not see?
but my song is mine,
& I’m the only one who can sing it,
& my song is real, & if i don’t,
know one else will believe it…
and my song is just, waiting to be sung,
it’s far from done, no, it’s just begun!