I was always felt I was real
But life made me a dreamer
I had to find a place to be happy
My pillow needs to get a little tougher

I’m not crying my friend
I’m the soil in the sun and the rain
I’m not a rock that can’t feel anything
And what will be is that I will grow again

I’m making it because I want to
I wake up and the day is mine, it’s true
The bullets and arrows only make me bleed
But I’m not dying, I know what I need to do

A beautiful woman is always on my mind
But I’m not living just to find something
At least not another way to say goodbye
It’s my imagination that knows my hearts being

I’m making it because I need to
I’m not leaving this life, I’m not through
I’ll let God decide when I’ve had enough
That’s when I will know how much he loved you