I might not always have a joyful
story
I might not have always lived
in glory
I may not know what’s always
right for me
But life with you is good
if only you just let me be

I might want to hold
your hand
I might be the only
one to clap and take a stand
I might even want to shout
out loud
Even if I do it
in a crowd

I might want to walk right by you
without saying a word
But I won’t let your body
go unheard
Life with you
will never grow old
If you just let me be
and then break the mold