It's hard to push through the soil to reach the sun,
It's tough to put on a smile for everyone,

Sometimes the rain isn't enough to get by,
And all you can do is say goodbye.

It's time to say hello to the right field so
my roots can grow,
As low and wide as they can go,

Yes there will always be rocks and things along the way,
But I won't know what I'm missing until I pick myself today.