PRODUCED BY BREWSTER SMITH, ELIZABETH ROSE & JON MELE
Lyrics
I could tell the same tired story From my long ago
Rife with shattered dreams, allegory The same old same old
Or I could let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Watch it float away Into yesterday
Instead of counting my mistakes Keeping score of all the times My heart was breaking
I could be bounding up the stairs Soaking up the light
Mine for the taking
The story I tell
Can keep me in hell Or free me
The story I choose Can wither the blues And get me laughing
I could dwell inside of the past tense But it’s cold in there
Cluttered up with stale disappointments Just look don’t stare
And I might clear the air
Clear the air
Just breathe
Time to breakaway It’s a brand new day
Instead of counting my mistakes Keeping score of all the times My heart was breaking
I could be bounding up the stairs Soaking up the light
Mine for the taking
The story I tell
Can keep me in hell Or free me
The story I choose Can wither the blues And keep me laughing
We are not a drop in the ocean We are the whole ocean in a drop
Instead....
What if every misstep
Every heartache
Every wrong turn
Every harsh word
Opened the wound
That let in the light
And brought me to you...
What if everything I ever did was right?
What If
© Elizabeth Rose Music
What If
© Elizabeth Rose Music