(Piano + soft choir humming: “Mmm… ohhh…”)
Verse 1 (spoken-sung, Oprah style)
Who I am… who I’ll be…
Paints a picture of what’s left in me.
I’m not broken… but I’m not free…
This whole life isn’t what I thought it’d be.
I thought I would be rich,
Have a mansion on a hill,
Have a wife and kids,
Thought my heart would finally feel still.
Choir (soft call & response)
“Mmm… it’s okay…”
“You’re not alone…”
Verse 2
I thought my kids would look like me,
Little mirrors of my dreams,
I’d take them to school every day,
Watch them grow into everything.
One day I’d have to say goodbye,
Watch them go and live their lives,
And me and my wife would grow old slow,
Silver hair, love still alive.
Pre-Chorus (build)
I thought I’d die a happy man,
With no regrets inside my hands,
Not lonely… not afraid…
Just thankful for the life I made.
Chorus (BIG, gospel)
Is there a chance for me?
(To find the life I couldn’t see?)
Is there a future still out there?
(Choir: “Yes there is… yes there is…”)
I’m not broken, I still breathe,
But I’m standing in between
Who I was and who I’ll be…
Is there a chance for me?
Choir Break (Oprah moment)
“You’re still breathing!”
“You’re still here!”
“Your story’s not over!”
“Your miracle’s near!”
Bridge (testimony style)
Maybe I won’t get the life I planned,
But I might get something better than.
Maybe the dream I had to lose
Is making room for something new.
I don’t need the mansion or the gold,
I just don’t want to grow old
Feeling like I missed my way,
Feeling like I waited too late.
Final Chorus (huge, full choir)
Is there a chance for me?
(To love, to live, to finally be?)
Is there a door I haven’t seen?
(Choir: “Walk through it!”)
I’m not broken, I still believe,
Even when it’s hard to see,
If I’m breathing, there’s still a way…
There is a chance for me.
Outro (soft choir, fade)
Who I am… who I’ll be…
Still writing the rest of me…
(Choir whispering: “It’s not over… it’s not over…”)
