I’ll Start Anyway

I waited for a perfect sign, A green light from the stars above. A little luck, a little shine, A magic push, a sudden love. But nothing knocked, nothing changed, The day just yawned and stayed the same. So I got up, fixed my hair, And told myself: begin this game. If the world is slow, I can move, If the door is stuck, I’ll push it through. I don’t need a golden cue, I can do what I came to do. If nothing starts, I’ll start it myself, Put my hands on the wheel, not wait for help. If life won’t move, I’ll give it a shove, A little bit of nerve, a little bit of love. No lucky break? I’ll still begin, No open road? I’ll lean right in. When the moment doesn’t come on cue, I’ll make my own way through. I used to sit and blame the clock, Like timing was a queen I served. I dressed my doubts in pretty talk, Like maybe waiting looked more wise than nerve. But hope alone won’t pay the bill, And dreams don’t walk in on their own. So if the air is standing still, I’ll be the force that gets things going. If the world is slow, I can move, If the road is rough, I’ll dance through. I don’t need a perfect view, I can do what I came to do. If nothing starts, I’ll start it myself, Put my hands on the wheel, not wait for help. If life won’t move, I’ll give it a shove, A little bit of nerve, a little bit of love. No lucky break? I’ll still begin, No open road? I’ll lean right in. When the moment doesn’t come on cue, I’ll make my own way through. Maybe messy, maybe late, Maybe not the fairy-tale shape. But moving wrong beats standing still, And trying hard beats “maybe I will.” I don’t need thunder, I don’t need signs, I don’t need the stars to all align. Some days grace is overdue — So I become the push-through. If nothing starts, I’ll start it myself, Put my hands on the wheel, not wait for help. If life won’t move, I’ll give it a shove, A little more fire, a little more love. No lucky break? I’ll still begin, No easy road? I’ll dive right in. When the moment doesn’t come on cue, I’ll make my own way through.