I picture something broken
With something beautiful growing out of it
I don't know what's to come
Or what's to be
Or how to take it
But I know that I'll accept it
If its fated I expect that
No matter what it is
Its a part of who I'll be
I try to keep my strength
And my faith that I can make it
And even if I lose
Not lose the better part of me
I picture something broken
With something beautiful growing out of it