What a day

What a week

What a month

What a year

What am I doing here?

Through the jeers

And the fears

And the tears

And the cheers

I’m still standing dear

For it’s you in my life

Gives me reason to strife

And I’m not sorry I’m strange

And I make things deranged

For I’m just being true

Oh how I love you

 

What a day

What a week

What a month

What a year

What are we doing here?

Through the jeers

And the fears

And the tears

And the cheers

We’re still standing dear

For it’s us in our lives

Gives us reason to strife

And we’re not sorry we’re strange

And we make things deranged

For we’re just being true

And we love you