Verse 1
I grew up learning how to hold
what broke me and what made me whole.
The laughter and the heartache came
like neighbors sharing the same name.
Some nights I cried for what I lost,
some days I sang for what I found—
but somehow both were part of me,
two echoes in the same sound.
Chorus
Sorrow and joy, hand in hand,
teaching me who I really am.
One pulls me under, one lifts me high,
one makes me tremble, one helps me fly.
They take turns shaping my voice—
I’m made of sorrow,
and I’m made of joy.
Verse 2
I’ve loved enough to break my heart,
I’ve hurt enough to fall apart.
But every dawn that followed pain
brought sunlight to the windowpane.
The moments that I thought would end me
opened doors I couldn’t see—
every tear that stained my pillow
watered strength inside of me.
Chorus
Sorrow and joy, hand in hand,
teaching me how to rise again.
One steals my breath, one helps me breathe,
one leaves me empty, one helps me leave
the things I never could let go—
I’m shaped by sorrow,
and warmed by joy.
Bridge
You can’t choose just the easy road,
you can’t bloom without the rain.
A heart learns what it’s made of
when it’s healing from the pain.
And joy feels so much brighter
when you’ve lived through darker days—
two halves of the same truth
spoken in different ways.
Final Chorus
Sorrow and joy, side by side,
walking with me through this life.
One breaks me open, one makes me whole,
one scars my body, one saves my soul.
I carry both, not to destroy—
but because I’m human…
made of sorrow
and made of joy.
Outro
And somewhere in between the two,
I find the truest part of me.
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