We started here
A seed in the dirt and a happiness without the hurt
We will learn,
Yearn, the word called love.
Craving the unpredictable future,
Along with a stem that'll curve
Chorus:
We will grow, grow, grow
Even when the sun is low, low,low
We will shake and be blown by the wind but we will stand tall.
We will never ever fall, fall, fall.
