I have bumps and dings
But at some places I
Still look pretty good
I have grit in the gears
And for you I'll
even catch the last grain of it
And yes, it works
Nothing is too late
As long as we live, I want to give
What I have
And I have everything I have
I have, I have, everything I have
I have crisis, I circle
Too much in my own problems in my way
I have bitter sides, I also can fight
And sometimes I resent every word you say
And yes, really, not everything about me is wonderful
But as long as I live, I want to give
What I have
And I have everything I have
I have, I have everything I have
My nooks, my edges
They have always existed
It was never possible to file them away
But with you I want to share
What I have, and I have
Everything I have, I have, I have
Everything I have