Someday
I sing for my spirit,
I sing for my soul.
If you listen hard enough you’ll surely hear it:
All the echoes and sounds of our lives, and you know sometimes it gets real hard.
So when you feel low, so low,
Oh when you see clouds ahead,
Just stand up real tall,
And listen to the words that your mother said:
Don’t cry. There’s a giant inside that little body;
Dry your eyes, and feel all the good
That God instilled in you.
Most of all don’t be ashamed;
‘Cause someone will be looking up to you someday.