

(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
These paper walls have
seen the rain
But my roots hold deeper than the
pain Cracks on the pavement,
scars on my soul Every little piece helped me grow whole Didn't
know this kind of quiet Held a strength I couldn't find
Built these walls up just to feel safe Found my power in
this space I learned to bend without a break In every breath
that I reclaimed
No longer waiting for the sun
I became the light I run to Standing taller than the rain
I don't need a hand to hold my ground
I am whole even when nobody's around Through every storm,
through all the noise
I finally reclaimed my voice
This quiet strength is all my own A garden grown from weathered
stone The winter winds can call my name
They cannot blow away the flame
I gathered up the broken pieces
Built a sanctuary out of dust
The circumstance was just a chapter,
not the book
In my own heart,
I place my trust
No longer waiting for the sun
I became the light I run to Standing taller than the rain
I don't need a hand to hold my ground
I am whole even when nobody's around Through every storm,
through all the noise
I finally reclaimed my voice
A garden grown from weathered stone...
Taller than the rain,
stronger than the pain.
(Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)
Standing strong, all on my own.