Mommy, Daddy, brother, sister, i know it's hard to accept, but I'm growing.

Time for me to make my own decisions and face the consequences.

Time to take off my training wheels and let go of the back of the seat, i know i can balance.

Trust in me to choose the right road, i can do it on my own.

I'm a teenager, it's true.

But my family needs to know, you have helped me make it this far, now it's time to unhitch those training wheels so i can make it all the way.

But keep in mind I will need your help when i occasionally start to fall.

Best part about this is that I'm growing into the polite young lady you wanted me to be.

But im always gonna remember those training wheels.

Her, her, whatcha see in her?

I have no idea.

Oh we have way more way more chemistry. Don't you see?! You're supposed to be with me...

Well she always gets all the guys so why can't I just win one all to myself?

Her, her, whatcha see in her?

I have no clue.

Oh we have way more way more chemistry. Don't you see?! You're supposed to be with me...

Hell with her, she ain't got nothin.

Just realize I'm better than her. If you think she's better than me then I'm leaving you with that wannabe.

Her, her, whatcha see in her?

I have no idea.

We have way more way more chemistry. Don't you see?! you're supposed to be with me...

I'm better, better, better than her.

Whenever something's tragic in my life, i ask, why? why me? But then i think and say, it's me.

i'm stuck with me, be myself.

Don't look at me that way, i know you're gonna say, "why you such a dork?" But you know i'll reply, "i'm myself so don't ask why."

Whenever he breaks my heart in my life, i cry and think, why again? why me? But then i think and say, cool let's just be friends.

Because if he doesn't like me for who I am, he ain't worthy.

Don't look at me that way. I know you gonna sa, "why you so different-looking?"

Because you know I'll say, "I was made that way, now don't ask why."

Because I'm me, myself.

Myself, me.

Me, myself and I.

I, myself and me.

I'm stuck with me, be myself.

Don't ask why I'm happy to be me, myself.

Do not know which way to go,

trudging through the fluffy snow,

wind whistling in the bare-branched trees,

no more buzzing of the bees,

singing in the pitch black night,

watching birds in their soaring flight,

fingers and toes freezing cold,

fear and cowardness bravely sold,

let the calm patiently sink in,

think of going home to loving kin,

the moon shining bright,

on this Winter Night...

There once was a raindrop, who could never understand, why the world was covered with sand.

The deserts were always full, and always seemed somewhat dull.

But if he ever knew, why the grass was covered with dew, maybe he would wonder instead, about what the preacher said.

Maybe he would listen to happy music, instead of listening to music that made him want to lose it.

He might even decide to do a good deed, or even choose to lead.

Wouldn't it be a miracle if this raindrop could do that? Maybe kick a soccer ball or swing a bat.

Run his own church, sitting up there upon his perch, teaching the world what he never could understand, why the world was covered with sand.....

There's something here between us,

something stil and dear.

I can feel that thing between us,

it's an overcoming fear.

When we touch I feel a feeling, deep inside of me,

it grips my heart ever so tightly.

Because between us, between us,

that feeling so filled with care.

The one that makes me stare....that feeling will ALWAYS be there.