Life is like a road we walk, Some days bright, some days dark. Sometimes we run, sometimes we crawl,Sometimes we feel like we might fall.
But every morning starts brand new,
With skies of grey or skies of blue. Life can hurt and life can heal, Life is big and life is real.
We learn, we grow, we laugh, we cry,
We ask the world a thousand “why?”
But even when it’s hard to see, There’s still a light for you and me. Life’s not perfect, that’s okay
We’re just trying day by day. And in the end, through all the fight, We find our way back to the light.

Question

Life is like a road we walk, Some days bright, some days dark. Sometimes we run, sometimes we crawl,Sometimes we feel like we might fall.
 But every morning starts brand new,
With skies of grey or skies of blue. Life can hurt and life can heal, Life is big and life is real.
We learn, we grow, we laugh, we cry,
We ask the world a thousand “why?”
But even when it’s hard to see, There’s still a light for you and me. Life’s not perfect, that’s okay
We’re just trying day by day. And in the end, through all the fight, We find our way back to the light.