My Rhythm
Last night I had a break down
Well I guess now it's a break through
I was going on about how I don't know
What I'm meant to do
Then I realized, I realized
I don't have to know
Life's not about the prize
It's about the growth
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
Today someone told me to quiet down and
Stop being so loud
They're always saying to speed up and to
Keep up with the crowd
They don't understand
Life is not a race
Nothing goes as planned, but
You'll end up some place
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
Tomorrow you'll be sad that you didn't
Stop and look around
When you're running so fast
It's hard to look anywhere but down
Take some time to rest
Watch your flowers grow
You're doing your best, so
Go with your own flow
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
My rhythm is my power
Well I guess now it's a break through
I was going on about how I don't know
What I'm meant to do
Then I realized, I realized
I don't have to know
Life's not about the prize
It's about the growth
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
Today someone told me to quiet down and
Stop being so loud
They're always saying to speed up and to
Keep up with the crowd
They don't understand
Life is not a race
Nothing goes as planned, but
You'll end up some place
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
Tomorrow you'll be sad that you didn't
Stop and look around
When you're running so fast
It's hard to look anywhere but down
Take some time to rest
Watch your flowers grow
You're doing your best, so
Go with your own flow
Dance to my own beat
Don't color in the lines
I'd rather be free
There's beauty in taking time
Some might call it slow
I call it smelling the flowers
Dancing on my own
My rhythm is my power
My rhythm is my power
Credits
Writer(s): Fiona Anderson
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