| Some days feel so heavy | 
| They come when I’m not quite ready | 
| I get to feelin' useless | 
| But I can see right through this | 
| I’m gonna let the song in my head ring | 
| It feels like the world is collapsing | 
| But I already know it’s gonna happen | 
| I’m gonna hold on tighter | 
| Yes, I’m a lover, but I’m also a fighter | 
| The song in my head keeps me clappin' | 
| 'Cause I got a song and it must be sung | 
| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won | 
| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone | 
| The song in my head keeps me marching on | 
| The world’s full of bad news bearers | 
| Talkin' heads talkin' 'bout terror | 
| Sometimes I feel so useless | 
| Like nothing I could do would ever improve it | 
| But I can make the world a little better | 
| You tell me that you’re worried 'bout tomorrow | 
| You talk like all the time you’ve got is borrowed | 
| Like you’re livin' on credit | 
| But you keep singin', honey, you can bet it’s | 
| Gonna sing it through tomorrow | 
| With a song and it must be sung | 
| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won | 
| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone | 
| The song in my head keeps me marching | 
| With a song and it must be sung | 
| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won | 
| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone | 
| The song in my head keeps me marching on |