

Morning comes, another day,
A little light
finds its way.
They take a breath,
they face the sun,
Another day, another one.
They learned to smile when the day was hard,
To find a little beauty in the broken parts.
They watched some people come and go,
And kept a little hope wherever they would go.
Late at night, when the house was still,
They listened to the world outside the window sill.
Nobody knew what they carried inside,
They simply woke up and carried on with life.
And if you look a little closer,
You can see it in their eyes.
There’s a story underneath the laughter,
There’s a heart that never died.
They’ve been sad for so long,
But sadness never owned them.
They’ve walked through the rain,
And still they sing along.
They’ve lost, they’ve cried,
They’ve broken and healed.
There’s a strength inside them That nobody could steal. (ooh)
Some mornings came without a reason,
Some nights stayed longer than they should.
But they still found a way to laugh,
They still believed that something could be good.
They gave their love and got goodbye,
They asked the questions,
wondered why. But every time the world pushed them down,
They found a way to turn it all around.
And
if you look a little closer,
You can see it in their eyes.
There are stories underneath the
silence, There are battles they survived.
They’ve been sad for so long,
But sadness never owned them.
They’ve walked through the rain,
And still they sing along.
They’ve lost, they’ve cried,
They’ve broken and healed.
There’s a strength inside them That nobody could steal. (oh)
They wear their scars,
but not with shame,
Every wound has taught them something.
Every goodbye became a lesson,
Every fall became a second chance.
And deep inside, beneath the pain,
A little fire still remains.
Not every dream has disappeared,
There’s still a road waiting somewhere near.
Maybe hope is not a shining light,
Maybe it’s a voice inside.
Saying, “Take another step,
You’ve still got somewhere left
to go.”
They’ve been sad for so long,
But sadness never owned them.
They’ve walked through the fire,
And still they carry on.
They’ve lost, they’ve cried,
They’ve broken and healed.
And after everything they’ve lived through,
They’re stronger than they feel.
They’ve been sad for so long,
But now they’re looking forward.
The past may leave its scars,
But it doesn’t write tomorrow.
They’ve lost, they’ve cried,
But they never disappeared.
These souls who lived with sadness Are still standing here. (ahhhh)
Still standing, Still breathing,
Still smiling, Still here.
They were sad for so long…
But sadness never owned them