i m driving around town kinda bored with the windows rolled down see a girl on the bus stop bench dressed to draw attention hopin everyone will stare if she don t stand out she thinks she ll disappear wish i could hold her tell her show her what she wants is already there a star is a star it doesn t have to try to shine water will fall a bird just knows how to fly you don t have to tell a flower how to bloom or light how to fill up a room you already are what you are and what you are is beautiful heard a story the other day took place at the local va a father talking to his dying son this was his conversation it s not supposed to be like this you can t go first i can t handle it the boy said dad now don t you cry remember when i was a child what you used to tell me when i d ask why gravity is gravity it doesn t try to pull you down stone is stone it can t help but hold its ground the wind just blows though you can t see it s everywhere like i ll always be you already are what you are and what you are is strong enough  look in the mirror now that s another story to tell i give love to others but i give myself hell i d have to tell myself in every seed there s a perfect plant everything i hoped to be i already am a flower is a flower it doesn t have to try to bloom and light is light just knows how to fill a room and dark is dark so the stars have a place to shine the tide goes out so it can come back another time goodbye makes hello so sweet and love is love so it can teach us we already are what we are and what we are is beautiful and strong enough and good enough and bright enough