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Every Saturday morning, my wife and I hop on our bikes for a 10-minute ride to the discount grocery store down the road â even though driving would take just 3 minutes. Those extra 7 minutes cost us nothing we actually need, and yet we choose them, every single week.
There's a small ritual before we go: pumping air into the tires, sunscreen, a hat pulled low. None of it is strictly necessary. But it turns an ordinary Saturday into something that feels like the start of a tiny adventure.
Somewhere along the ride, I catch myself humming â without even noticing. That's my signal that I've actually relaxed, that the to-do list in my head has finally gone quiet, if only for a moment.
Inside the store, the real negotiation begins: me reaching for meat, my wife quietly swapping in vegetables and frozen food. It's a routine we've repeated for years, and somehow, by checkout, the basket always finds its balance.
These days, the total comes to about 12,000 yen â 2,000 more than it used to be. Prices go up; there's nothing to be done about that. But the conversation, the ten minutes pedaling side by side â those don't get more expensive. If anything, protecting that part feels more important now than ever.
This song is about that ordinary Saturday routine, and about an investment that never shows up on any receipt.
Is there a "daily ritual" in your own life â one you'd keep even if it isn't the most efficient way? The wind on your face, a tune you didn't mean to hum â those things don't come with a price tag, and they're often what makes an ordinary life feel like a good one.
Full Lyrics
[Intro]
Tires humming, morning light,
Saturday's calling, feels just right.
[Verse 1]
Three minutes by car, ten by bike,
Seven minutes we don't need to spendâ
But we choose them anyway,
Sunscreen on, hats pulled low.
[Verse 2]
Efficiency isn't the only truth,
The wind teaches us something new.
Half our words get carried away,
Still somehow, they land okay.
[Chorus]
When the humming starts, that's my sign,
I'm finally letting go of time.
The list inside my head grows still,
Just for now, just for this hill.
[Verse 3]
Meat-lover me, balance-loving you,
A quiet negotiation, nothing new.
Years of this same little dance,
By checkout time, it's just enough.
[Verse 4]
Twelve thousand yen, a little more,
Prices climb, we can't ignore.
But the talking, the pedaling side by side,
Those don't get more expensive with time.
[Chorus]
When the humming starts, that's my sign,
I'm finally letting go of time.
The list inside my head grows still,
Just for now, just for this hill.
[Bridge]
Riding home, the wind at our backs,
Lighter now than the road we had.
Thinking of dinner, thinking of you,
Humming again before we're through.
[Verse 5]
Twelve thousand yen isn't just groceries bought,
It's moving bodies, it's words we've caught,
It's something small we build each weekâ
An investment no receipt will keep.
[Final Chorus]
When the humming starts, that's my sign,
Not the fastest way, but worth the time.
Wind on my face, a melody I can't chase,
This is what makes an ordinary life okay.
[Outro]
Tires humming, heading home,
Not a bad life, not a bad life at all.
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[Intro]
ăżă¤ă¤ăéł´ăăćăŽĺ
ĺććĽăĺźăă§ăăăĄăăăŠăăć°ĺ
[Verse 1]
čťăŞăä¸ĺăčŞčť˘čťăŞăĺĺ
使ăăŞăăŚăăä¸ĺéââ
ăăă§ăĺăăŻé¸ăśăă
ćĽçźăć˘ăăĺĄăŁăŚă帽ĺă桹ăăăśăŁăŚ
[Verse 2]
ĺšçă ăăçĺŽăăăŞă
風ăä˝ăć°ăăăă¨ăćăăŚăăă
č¨čăŽĺĺăŻé˘¨ăŤćśăăŚăăăăŠ
ăăă§ăä˝ă¨ăăäźăăŁăŚăă
[ăłăźăŠăš]
éźťćăĺ§ăžăŁăăăăăăĺĺł
ăăŁă¨ćéăććžăăŚăă訟ć
é ăŽä¸ăŽăŞăšăăéăăŤăŞă
äťă ăăăăŽĺéă ă
[Verse 3]
čć´žăŽĺăăăŠăłăšć´žăŽĺ
éăăŞäş¤ć¸ăăă¤ăăŽăă¨
ä˝ĺš´ăçśăĺăăăĺă
ăŹă¸ăŤçăé ăŤăŻăăĄăăăŠăă
[Verse 4]
ä¸ä¸äşĺĺăĺ°ăĺ¤ä¸ăăăă
çŠäžĄăä¸ăăăŽăŻäťćšăŞă
ă§ăäźčŠąăă丌ăă§ăăăŤăćźăăă¨ă
ćéă¨ĺ ąăŤéŤăăŞăŁăăăăŞă
[ăłăźăŠăš]
éźťćăĺ§ăžăŁăăăăăăĺĺł
ăăŁă¨ćéăććžăăŚăă訟ć
é ăŽä¸ăŽăŞăšăăéăăŤăŞă
äťă ăăăăŽĺéă ă
[ăăŞăă¸]
帰ăéăčż˝ă風ăčăŤ
čĄăăăăčť˝ăćăă
ĺ¤éŁăŽăă¨ăĺăŽăă¨ăčăăŞăă
ăžăéźťćăćťăŁăŚăă
[Verse 5]
ä¸ä¸äşĺĺăŻéŁćĺă ăăăăŞă
ä˝ăĺăăăă¨ă交ăăăč¨č
ćŻéąĺ°ăăă¤çŠăżä¸ăăŚăăăăŽââ
ăŹăˇăźăăŤăŻčźăăŞăćčł
[ăŠăšăăłăźăŠăš]
éźťćăĺ§ăžăŁăăăăăăĺĺł
ä¸çŞéăéăăăŞăăŚăăăăă ăăŽäžĄĺ¤ăăă
éĄăŤĺăă風ăčż˝ăăăăăăŞăăĄăăăŁ
ăăăăăăăľăăćŻćĽăćŞăăŞăă¨ćăăăăŚăăă
[ă˘ăŚăă]
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ćŞăăŞăäşşçăăćŞăăŞăäşşçă
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Every Day Is Your Birthday
Every morning you wake up, you're already someone new.
You don't have to be a superhero. You just have to turn toward your child when they call.
Turn off the TV and really listen. Sit beside someone who's struggling â without needing to fix anything.
Those small moments are where change is born.
This song is about the quiet courage it takes to be just a little better than you were an hour ago. Believe it first â change follows.
Every day is your birthday.
[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning to a brand new day
The same old worries, but a different way
I put down my work when I heard you call
Just turned around â that's not nothing at all
[Pre-Chorus]
You don't have to be a hero
You don't have to change the world
Just one small step in the right direction
That's where a new you is born
[Chorus]
Every day is your birthday
A chance to be someone new
You don't need a perfect moment
Just a little more than yesterday's you
Every day is your birthday
Small steps, they light the way
Believe it first and change will follow
You're born again today
[Verse 2]
I turned off the TV, I listened to her voice
Nothing earth-shattering, but I made a choice
I sat with my child when they seemed far away
No answers needed â I just had to stay
[Pre-Chorus]
You don't have to fix it all now
You don't have to have the words
Sometimes being there is everything
And that's how a new you is heard
[Chorus]
Every day is your birthday
A chance to be someone new
You don't need a perfect moment
Just a little more than yesterday's you
Every day is your birthday
Small steps, they light the way
Believe it first and change will follow
You're born again today
[Bridge]
Take in the failures, take in the grace
Take in the thank-you that warmed up your face
An hour from now you could already be
A little bit closer to who you want to be
[Outro]
Every day is your birthday
Every day is your birthday
Open your eyes â you're already new
Every day is your birthday
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äťćĽăçŽăčŚăăçŹéăŤââăăŞăăŻć°ăăçăžăăžăăă
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ăăăŞĺ°ăăŞä¸ćŠăăć¨ćĽăŽčŞĺăčśăăçŹéă§ăă
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ăăăŞćłăăă渊ăăă˘ăłăźăšăăŁăăŻăŽéłăŤäšăăžăăă
[Verse 1]
äťćĽăŽć çŽăčŚăă
ăžăć°ăăčŞĺăçăžăă
ć¨ćĽăŽćśă ĺžćă
ĺ ¨é¨ćąă㌠ćŠăĺşă
äťäşăŽćăć˘ăăŚ
ĺäžăŽĺٰăŤćŻăĺăă
ăă ăăă ăăŽăă¨ă
äťćĽä¸çŞăŽ ĺć°ă ăŁă
[Chorus]
ćŻćĽă ć°ăăčŞçćĽ
ăšăźăăźăăłăăăŞăăŚăă
ĺ°ăăŞä¸ćŠă ĺ ăŤăŞă
äťćĽăŽç§ă ć¨ćĽăčśăăŚă
[Verse 2]
ăăŹăăćśă㌠匝ăŽčŠąăč´ăă
ä¸çăĺ¤ăă芹ăăăŞăăăŠ
ăĄăăă¨ĺăĺăŁă ăăŽć¸Šăăă
äşäşşăŽé㍠éăăŤçŠăă
ĺäžăŽăăăăŠăă㍠ć°ăĽăăć
çăăăăŞă㌠ăă°ăŤăă
ăăă ăă§ăă ăăă ăă§
ć°ăăčŞĺă çăžăăŚă
[Chorus]
ćŻćĽă ć°ăăčŞçćĽ
ĺŽç§ăăăŞăăŚăă
ĺ°ăăŞĺ¤ĺă ĺăĺăă ăă§
1ćéĺ㎠čŞĺăčśăăŚă
[Bridge]
俥ăăăă¨ăĺ ă§
ĺ¤ĺăŻăă¨ăăă¤ăăŚăă
夹ćă ĺžćă
ĺ ¨é¨ äťćĽăŽč´ăçŠ
[Outro]
äťćĽçŽăčŚăăć
ăžăć°ăăçăžăă
ćŻćĽă ćŻćĽă
ć°ăăčŞçćĽă ăă
đ ăŻăŁăĄăŽäťăŽăłăłăăłăăŻăăĄă
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It Wasn't a Cold â It Was Anxiety and Pressure.
One night, my child came to me complaining of a sore throat and a stuffy nose.
There was a kanji test the next morning.
They'd been to the pool that day. They'd played at the park. But the moment dinner ended â "I can't do this anymore."
That's when I realized: this isn't about being sick. This is about the test.
Before 6 a.m. the next morning, looking at my child's face from under the covers, I said:
"You studied hard even when you weren't feeling well. You went to bed two hours early to take care of yourself. You did what you needed to do. So even if you get zero â I won't be angry."
And then I told them the truth:
"Even if you skip the test, you'll have to take it again eventually. When I feel anxious at work, I've learned â the anxiety doesn't go away until you face what's causing it."
A silence fell between us.
Then my child said: "Okay. There's still time. I'm going to study."
In that instant, their whole face changed.
They sat at the dining table, found the kanji they struggled with, checked them one by one â and said: "I'm ready now!"
The score didn't matter.
What mattered was that they faced the wall of pressure â on their own.
That was the real test. And they passed.
I wrote this song about that morning.
đľ Today's Song: "It Wasn't a Cold â It Was Fear"
âź Full Lyrics
(Verse 1)
You said your throat was hurting
You said you couldn't breathe
But you swam that afternoon
And ran through autumn leaves
The test was in the morning
And dinner made it real
"I can't do this anymore" â
I knew just what you'd feel
(Pre-Chorus)
It wasn't a cold that kept you up at night
It was the weight of something harder than the light
(Chorus)
It wasn't a cold, it was fear inside
Pressure building up like a rising tide
I told you: even zero, I won't be mad
You did your best â that's all I've ever had
(Verse 2)
Before the sun had risen
You came back to my side
"My nose, my throat, still hurting" â
But something in your eyes
I said, "I feel it too, son
At work, I know this place
You can't outrun the worry
You've got to face to face"
(Pre-Chorus)
It wasn't a cold that kept you up at night
It was the wall you had to climb before the light
(Chorus)
It wasn't a cold, it was fear inside
Pressure building up like a rising tide
I told you: even zero, I won't be mad
You did your best â that's all I've ever had
(Bridge)
A silence fell between us
Then quietly you said
"I understand. There's still time â
I'll study now instead"
You sat down at the table
Checked the ones you'd missed
Your face had changed completely â
You were ready for this
(Final Chorus)
It wasn't a cold, it was fear you faced
And you walked right through it, found your own brave space
The score didn't matter â you passed the real test
Facing the pressure â son, you gave your best
(Outro)
That moment, your face changedâŚ
That was the real passing grade.
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A song born from one child's courage â hoping it reaches someone who needs it today. Thanks for listening.
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風éŞăăăŞăăŚăä¸ĺŽă¨ăăŹăăˇăŁăźă ăŁăă
ĺ¤ăĺäžăăĺăçăăéźťă§ćŻă§ăăŞăăă¨č¨ăŁăŚăăă
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ăă°ăăć˛éťăăăŁăŚăĺäžăč¨ăŁăă
ăăăăŁăăăžă ćéăăăăĺ埡ăăăă
ăăŽçŹéăéĄăăăŞăă¨ĺ¤ăăŁăă
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đľ äťćĽăŽćďźă風éŞăăăŞăăŚăćăăŁăă ăă
(Verse 1)
ĺăçăăŁăŚč¨ăŁăŚăăă
ćŻăčŚăăăŁăŚč¨ăŁăŚăăă
ă§ăăăŽĺĺžăŻăăźăŤăŤčĄăă
ĺ Źĺă§čľ°ăŁăŚăçŹăŁăŚăă
çżćĽăŽăăšăă迍ăŁăŚăăŚ
ĺ¤éŁŻăŽĺžăŤĺ´Šăč˝ăĄă
ăăăçĄçăăŁăŚč¨ăŁăăăŽĺٰ
ăăăŤăŻăăăŁăăăăŽćŹĺ˝ăŽćĺł
(Pre-Chorus)
風éŞăăăŞăăĺ¤ăç ăăŞăăăăăŽăŻ
ăăŁă¨éăăŚăăăŁă¨ĺ¤§äşăŞăăŽ
(Chorus)
風éŞăăăŞăăŚăćăăŁăă ă
ăăŹăăˇăŁăźă¨ăă波ăŤéٞăžăăăă§
0çšă§ăăăăăŻćăăŞă
ăăăšăăă¨ăăăŁăăăăă ăă§ăă
(Verse 2)
ĺ¤ćăĺăŤćťăŁăŚăăă
ăăžă ĺăăăžă éźťăăă¨č¨ăăŞăă
ă§ăĺ¸ĺŁčśăăŤčŚăĺăŽçŽăŤ
ăăŁă¨ĺĽăŽä˝ăăćşăăŚăă
ăăăĺăă ăăäťäşă§ă
ä¸ĺŽăŻăăéăăŚăćśăăŞăăă
ĺăĺăăăăŞăăăăŽĺ ´ćăŤçŤăŁăŚ
ăŻăăăŚĺăŤé˛ăăăă ă
(Pre-Chorus)
風éŞăăăŞăăĺ¤ăç ăăŞăăăăăŽăŻ
čśăăŞăăăăăŞăăĺ ăŽĺăŽĺŁ
(Chorus)
風éŞăăăŞăăŚăćăăŁăă ă
ăăŹăăˇăŁăźă¨ăă波ăŤéٞăžăăăă§
0çšă§ăăăăăŻćăăŞă
ăăăšăăă¨ăăăŁăăăăă ăă§ăă
(Bridge)
ăă°ăăć˛éťăăăŁăŚ
ĺăŻéăăŤč¨ăŁă
ăăăăŁăăăžă ćéăă
ĺ埡ăăă
ăăźăăŤăŤĺăăŁăčä¸
čŚćăŞćź˘ĺă ăăé¸ăă§
éĄăăăŞăă¨ĺ¤ăăŁăçŹé
ăăă大ä¸ĺ¤ŤďźăăŁăŚçŹăŁă
(Final Chorus)
風éŞăăăŞăăŚăćăă¨ćŚăŁă
čŞĺă§ăăŹăăˇăŁăźăŽĺŁăčśăă
çšć°ăŞăăŚăŠăă§ăăăăŁă
ćŹĺ˝ăŽăăšăăŤăĺăŻĺć źăă
(Outro)
ăăŽçŹéăéĄăĺ¤ăăŁăâŚ
ăăăäťćĽăŽăćŹĺ˝ăŽĺć źă ăŁăă
đ ăăŽă¨ăă˝ăźăăŽăă¨ă¨ăŞăŁăč¨äşăŻăăĄă
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I was working in the living room when English suddenly drifted through the air.
My child was watching Netflix anime â with Japanese subtitles and English audio.
Then, without anyone telling them to, they switched it: English subtitles, Japanese audio.
Two hours passed like nothing.
"It went by so fast, Dad."
That's how you know something is real.
The impressive part wasn't the two hours of studying. It was the fact that they thought it up themselves, made it their own, and actually enjoyed it.
This song is for every learner â child or adult â who has ever found their own door into something they love.
There is no single right method. You are allowed to find your own way.
đľ Lyrics â Anime wa Sensei (ă˘ăăĄăĺ ç)
(Verse 1)
I was working in the living room
When English words drifted through the air
I looked up from my screen, and there you were
Watching cartoons like you didn't have a care
But something was different â I leaned in close
Japanese subtitles, English sound
Then you flipped it, swapped the tracks around
The smartest study method I had found
(Pre-chorus)
No textbook told you how
No teacher showed the way
You built the bridge yourself
In your own quiet way
(Chorus)
Anime is your teacher now
You found the door, you found out how
Two hours gone like morning mist
A joy that no assignment ever kissed
The lesson wasn't what you learned today
It's that you chose the path, you made the way
Anime is your teacher â and so are you
(Verse 2)
"Sakamoto Days sounds cooler in English, right?"
I watched a little â yeah, I think you're right
Spy x Family, Blue Lock on the screen
Languages blooming where homework had been
You told me "It went by so fast, Dad"
That's how you know that something's real
When effort turns to joy, not pain
That's the only grade that matters in the end
(Pre-chorus)
No pressure, no red marks
Just curiosity
You turned the whole thing into
Something wild and free
(Chorus)
Anime is your teacher now
You found the door, you found out how
Two hours gone like morning mist
A joy that no assignment ever kissed
The lesson wasn't what you learned today
It's that you chose the path, you made the way
Anime is your teacher â and so are you
(Bridge)
I was writing about hard days
For strangers far away
When right here in our living room
You showed me how to play
There is no single right road
No perfect way to grow
Just the spark inside your chest
That only you can know
(Final Chorus)
Anime is your teacher now
And I'm the one still learning how
To trust the joy, to let it in
To find the door â and begin again
The lesson lives inside your eyes
My little one, you're more than wise
Anime is your teacher â and so am I
(Outro)
"Sakamoto... sounds cooler in English, right?"
Yeah. It really does.
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[Verse 1]
éăăŞăă泣ăăŚă帰ăŁăŚăăă
ä˝ăčăăăŤăăăŁă¨ăă°ăŤăă
ä¸çăŤćăĄăŽăăăăăă¨ăăă
ă§ăăĺăŽä¸ăŤä˝ăăćŽăŁăŚăă
[Pre-Chorus]
揥ăŽćĽăŽćăé˝ăéăăŤćăŁăŚ
ĺăŻč¨čăăčŞĺă§čŚă¤ăă
çăŁç´ăç¸ćăčŚă¤ăăŚ
ăăŁăä¸č¨ăă犺ăĺ¤ăă
[Chorus]
ăăăăăăââč¨ăăŽăä¸çŞéŁăăč¨č
ă§ăĺăŻč¨ăăăčŞĺă§éăéăă
ĺă27ĺš´ăăăŁăŚă§ăăăă¨ă
ĺăŻäťćĽăćăăčś ăăŚăăéăă
ăăăŻĺźąăăăăŞăăăăă埡ăă
ä¸çŞăă¤ăéăăĺăŻćŠăăăŁă
ĺă誰ăŤăŞăŁăŚăăăăčŞăăŤćă
č¸ăăăŁăąăă§ăăăľăăăă ă
[Verse 2]
ăśă¤ăăŁăŚăĺˇă¤ăăăŁăŚ
äşşăĺż čŚă¨ăăćĺłăçĽăŁăŚăă
çăżăŞăăŤăŻč˛ăŚăŞă
ă§ăăçŤăĄä¸ăăăă¨ăĺ ¨ăŚă
[Pre-Chorus]
ĺăŻĺ¤§äşşăŤăŞăăžă§č¨ăăŞăăŁă
ăăŠă¤ăăéŞéăăăŚăä¸äşşă ăŁă
ä¸çŞĺ¤§ĺă ă¨ćăăŚăăăŁăăŽăŻ
ćč˝ăăăŞăăĺżă ăŁă
[Chorus]
ăăăăăăââč¨ăăŽăä¸çŞéŁăăč¨č
ă§ăĺăŻč¨ăăăčŞĺă§éăéăă
ĺă27ĺš´ăăăŁăŚă§ăăăă¨ă
ĺăŻäťćĽăćăăčś ăăŚăăéăă
ăăăŻĺźąăăăăŞăăăăă埡ăă
ä¸çŞăă¤ăéăăĺăŻćŠăăăŁă
ĺă誰ăŤăŞăŁăŚăăăăčŞăăŤćă
č¸ăăăŁăąăă§ăăăľăăăă ă
[Bridge]
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大ĺăŞăŽăŻăééăăŤĺăĺăăă¨
čŞĺăŽéăčŞăăŚăĺă¸é˛ăăă¨
ĺăŻäťćĽăăăĺŚăă ăéăŻéăăă
大ĺăŞäşşăĺˇă¤ăăăă¨ăŻč¨ąăăŞă
ăŠăăŞćăăĺż ăĺŽă
ă§ăäťćĽăĺăčŚăăŚăăăăŽăŻ
ćŹçŠăŽĺć°ă ăŁă
[Outro]
äťćĽăĺăŻćéˇăă
äťćĽăĺăŻćéˇăă
ăĄăăă¨čŚăŚăă
ćŹĺ˝ăŤčŞăăŤćă
đ ĺăăŠăăăăŠăźă ăŻăăĄăďź
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This song is the answer to my previous piece, âWhen Things Donât Go Right.â
That day, my child came home trembling, in tears.
The next day â they walked up to their friend and said, âIâm sorry about the other day.â
Everything started from there.
They made up. They reconnected. And in that moment of conflict, my child learned something no classroom can teach â how to navigate human relationships, how to feel another personâs pain, how to see beyond themselves.
We grow by clashing. We learn by hurting and being hurt. We discover our own immaturity, our own limits, our own incompleteness â and slowly, we expand our view of the world.
But what moved me most was this:
They apologized. On their own. At their age.
I couldnât do that until I was 27.
I was too proud. Too certain I was right. It wasnât until I entered the working world that someone taught me the most important lesson of my life â not a skill, not a strategy, not a management technique.
It was this: When youâre wrong, say sorry. With your whole heart.
You donât need special talent to lead people. But without sincerity â without the courage to apologize â you cannot do meaningful work with others.
What my child did that day took enormous courage. Enormous inner conflict. And they did it anyway.
Iâm so proud.
đľ âThe Day You Said Sorryâ
[Verse 1]
You came home trembling, tears on your face
I didnât ask, just gave you space
The world can knock you to the ground
But something in you... held its ground
[Pre-Chorus]
The next day came, the sun rose slow
You found the words I didnât know
You walked up, looked them in the eye
Three little words that changed the sky
[Chorus]
âIâm sorryâ â two words, so hard to say
But you said them, you found a way
At your age, doing what took me 27 years
You said sorry, through the fears
Thatâs not weakness, thatâs your strength
You went the whole, the hardest length
Iâm so proud of who youâre becoming
My heart is full, itâs overflowing
[Verse 2]
We clash and fall and hurt each other
We learn what it means to need another
You canât grow up without the pain
But stepping up â thatâs everything
[Pre-Chorus]
I couldnât say it till I was grown
Too proud, too stubborn, too alone
The greatest skill they ever taught
Wasnât talent â it was heart
[Chorus]
âIâm sorryâ â two words, so hard to say
But you said them, you found a way
At your age, doing what took me 27 years
You said sorry, through the fears
Thatâs not weakness, thatâs your strength
You went the whole, the hardest length
Iâm so proud of who youâre becoming
My heart is full, itâs overflowing
[Bridge]
No skill, no title makes you great
Itâs showing up â itâs never too late
To own your wrong and face the day
You learned that now â youâre on your way
I wonât let anyone hurt the ones I love
Iâll stand beside you, push comes to shove
But today you showed me something real
A kind of courage only the brave can feel
[Outro]
You grew today
You grew today
I see you
Iâm so proud of you
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