I'm driving around town, kind of bored with the windows rolled downSee a girl on a bus stop bench, dressed to draw attentionHoping everyone will stare, if she don't stand out she thinks she'll disappearWish I could hold her, tell her, show her, what she wants is already thereA star is a star, it doesn't have to try to shineWater will fall, a bird just knows how to flyYou don't have to tell a flower how to bloom or learn how to fill up a roomYou already are what you are and what you are is beautifulHeard a story the other day, took place at the local VASaw a father talking to his dying son, this was his conversationIt's not supposed to be like this, you can't go first, I can't handle itThe boy said, dad now don't you cry, remember when I was a childWhat you used to tell me, when I'd ask why you'd sayGravity is gravity, it doesn't try to pull you downStone is stone, it can't help but hold its groundThe wind just blows though you can't see it's everywhere like I'll always beYou already are what you are and what you are is strong enoughLook in the mirror, now that's another story to tellI give love to others but I give myself hellI have to tell myself in every seed there's a perfect planEverything I hope to be I already amA flower is a flower, it doesn't have to try to bloomLight is light, just knows how to fill a roomAnd dark is dark, so the stars have a place to shineThe tide goes out so it can come back another timeGoodbye makes hello so sweet and love is love so it can teach usWe already are what we are and what we are is beautifulAnd strong enough, and good enough, and bright enough