one day at a time. that's all I can give. one battle at a time. that's all I can fight. but that's ok, because now that I can breathe, the sky is bluer, the sun is warmer, the grass is greener, the heart is lighter, and the music strikes a new melody.

one note. one chord. one word. they'll come together. and maybe the words I cannot speak I'll be able to sing.

kate voegele. wish you were.
Sometimes I can't explain
And I'm so sorry that I can't
I'll try to concentrate
On your true identity
Cause I've seen your act
And I know all the facts
I'm still in love with who I wish you were