Those clothes that you handed me,
Don't fit me anymore.
Can't you see they weigh me down?
When my spirit longs to soar?
I won't wear those rags I used to wear,
They were never mine from the start.
The history in those clothes you hold
Has been weighing on my heart.
The shoes you've handed me, hurt my feet,
The journey in them too hard to bare.
And the coat is stained from past upsets
Of things that cannot be shared.
You see, I shook those cloths off long ago.
I guess perhaps you missed...
There was a plot change along the way,
A divine, universal twist.
I can sing and dance in my new clothes,
Just watch me for a while.
Forgive the past and lose your frown,
For I long to see you smile.