Her Journal

Lyrics

**Verse 1** I don't know why we're always in such a hurry To stand back up each time we hit the ground. You'd think we'd stay there just a little longer, Let silence be the only healing sound. Maybe the earth knows something we forget, Maybe scars are only stories learning how to speak. Maybe strength is found between the moments When the proud finally become the meek. **Pre-Chorus** Your finest gift, when carried much too far, Can become the weight that breaks your heart. The brightest fire, left untended, Can burn away the best of who you are. **Chorus** You make your living by what you earn, But your life by what you give away. We're coloring rainbows with broken crayons, Still finding beauty in the gray. There's a world that tells us who to be, But don't lose the soul inside your skin. When the mirror knows your true name, That's where real life begins. --- **Verse 2** Life as it is and life as it should be Will always leave a little room for pain. Still I believe that broken hands can build, And broken hearts can love again. Don't get so caught inside the noise That you forget the quiet in your chest. The world's applause is never worth Trading away your very best. **Pre-Chorus** So live your life with steady eyes, Speak your truth without the need to shout. Look anyone straight in the face, Smile... while showing them the way out. **Chorus** You make your living by what you earn, But your life by what you give away. We're coloring rainbows with broken crayons, Still finding beauty in the gray. There are people who lift this weary world, And people leaning on someone else. May I be the kind of soul Who leaves more than I kept for myself. --- **Bridge** We have no right to borrow happiness Without creating some of our own. I pray I'll know the sacred moment When silence speaks louder than stone. A single pleasure costs the soul A thousand tears it never planned. Still I'd pay the price again Just to hold your hand. You're somewhere in the sunlight strong. Your tears still fall with every rain. You call to me inside the wind, And bloom with every flower again. --- **Final Verse** Wherever you are, this is my hidden letter. It's written in the magic daisies We carried through the rain one April morning, Walking in New York toward St. Patrick's. Sometimes you were strong, And you carried me. Sometimes I was strong, And I carried you. Then one day... You left. I stayed. Neither of us was strong then. --- **Final Chorus** You make your living by what you earn, But your life by what you leave behind. Every kindness echoes farther Than we'll ever know in time. So if you hear me in the morning, Or in the rain against your door, Know love survives the ones who leave— And broken crayons... Still color The sky.