I’m a perfectionist, I work the details to the dots in the i’s
And I believe if we fall and keep breathing we can always arise.
Sometimes I wonder, ‘if I’d become everything I wanted as a girl,
Would I be better than this or caught up in a different whirl?’
I close my eyes and hear the voices of those who look up to me,
The hopeful eyes in their pictures…..I think I can see what they see,
I want to wake up one morning and see the people I care about happy.
I’m a perfectionist, I work the details to the dots in the i’s
And I believe if we fall and keep breathing we can always arise.
I pretend I’m not hurt even when I am,
‘Cause when fighting ain’t an option,the least we can do is keep calm.
There’re times when I feel terribly overwhelmed,
But bless everything through which I’ve helmed,
There’s been God, there’s been you, to pull me through.
I oft’n worry that the things I so believe in may not be true,
And you can trust me to cry at the idea of failing in what I set out to do.
I’m a perfectionist, I work the details to the dots in the i’s
And I believe if we fall and keep breathing we can always arise.
I understand that it’s hard to please everyone,
But if I could, there’s nothing I’d want more than to see a smile on the face of every man.
I believe and so say everyone deserves a second chance,
I judge not…at least never at first glance.
I dream of the day when I can look at my life and say ‘this is where I wanted to be.
I have, I do, I always will try the best in everyone to see,
And I hope at the end of my life, I will not have left a trail of broken hearts behind me.
