Verse 1

You learned to smile before you learned to rest,

A little boy with grown-up days pressed to his chest.

They called your name from every side of town,

While quiet rooms were where you set your armor down.

Pre-Chorus

The cameras kept on asking for a face,

But no one saw the child behind the grace.

Chorus

You carried the world in a white-gloved hand,

Gave every heart a place to stand.

Through all the noise, through every lonely night,

You kept on reaching for a little light.

The road was rough, the climb was steep,

Still every song was yours to keep.

When all the crowds had gone away,

You found your strength and faced the day.