| Stand tall |
| Head and shoulders down |
| They don’t make’m like us anymore |
| You failed to see that I am not your shadow |
| I can be more |
| You said the world is hard to face |
| I am your umbrella, Megan |
| But I can keep up with it’s pace |
| If you let me go |
| What if I see you down the line |
| What if I’ve built up what was mine |
| What if I didn’t forget passion like you did |
| (What if you) |
| What if I find my purpose first |
| What if I fulfill my life’s work |
| What if you counting on my failure made me live |
| (What if you) |
| Not scared |
| I know you thought I was shaking fast in my own two shoes |
| But these soles could fight the ocean waves |
| Dirty laundry, and World War II |
| Finally I see past my front hands |
| Not a coward’s pissed-stained pants |
| Thank you for telling me I can’t |
| Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am |
| What if I see you down the line |
| What I took back my lost time |
| What if I didn’t forget passion like you did |
| (What if you) |
| What if I find my purpose first |
| What if I fulfill my life’s work |
| What if you counting on my failure made me live |
| (What if you) |
| If you see me again |
| You won’t know my face |
| But you’ll recall my hurt |
| Inside of me, a side of you is placed |
| When I see you again |
| I won’t be bitter |
| You, you’re so far to blame |
| You’re part of this change |
| I have so much of you |
| I won’t ever be the same |
| What if I see you down the line |
| What I took back what was mine |
| What if I didn’t forget passion like you did |
| (What if you) |
| What if I find my purpose first |
| What if I fulfill my life’s work |
| What if you counting on my failure made me live |
| What if you counting on my failure made me live |
| What if you counting on my failure made me live |