If I ever get the chance, to live the life I want to lead,
All my dreams they start to come true, and of course I do succeed.
If I ever feel fulfilment, with a longing and desire,
Will all this wonderment and happiness, get me out the awful mire?
If I ever feel contentment, lots of pleasure, lots of joy,
Will it last longer than the feeling; a child has with a new toy.
If I ever see the day, I can safely say that I am proud,
And finally I can stand there and remove the darkest shroud.
If I ever see any of this, what will it all truly mean?
Maybe it will mean acceptance, or something I have seen.
If I ever, if I ever, if I ever, if I ever,
Stop being so pathetic and start to do something clever.