Yes, it’s hard to believe/When you’re well aware that you’re not what you mean to be/And your house is full of unfinished rooms/’Cause you’re fond of starts, but you find it hard to follow through/You think you’re recognized by your faults/But the mirror that you hold is false/’Cause you shine//He shines His light through a prism/We give back what we’re given/To color this, to color this/To color this world, color this world/Be the friend you never had/Be the one to take a stand/Say it your way, say it your way/Say it your own way//And it’s hard to believe/That I count as much as those on either side of me/’Cause I don’t have it, whatever it takes/To be like them, they are gifted in so many ways/Yes, we could lay our talents in the earth/We could pile on the doubt like dirt/Or we can shine// He shines His light through a prism/We give back what we’re given/To color this, to color this/To color this world, color this world/Be the friend you never had/Be the one to take a stand/Say it your way, say it your way/Say it your own way//Shine, we shine, His light refracted/Shine, we shine His light refracted
