Have you ever felt like life just has not been what you always expected? I know I have. I wrote this song as a reminder that life is not a fairytale. We need to just take it one step at a time.

Comparing my life
To the pages of a storybook
I wonder why
Things are never what they seem
Why can’t I live
In that land far, far away,
In a castle with Prince Charming,
In a fairytale where all my dreams
Come true?

Chorus:
I always thought my life was one big storybook
Each step that I took, a new tale being told
As I look back now, it all seems so foolish
I watch as my dreams, once bright, fade and grow cold.

If only these tattered shoes
Were enchanted glass slippers
This Cinderella’d dance the night away
She’d ride off into the sunset
Never looking back
To the harsh realities of life
And the skies endlessly gray
And never blue.

Bridge:
Is happily ever after
Impossible to find?
Will this elusive fairytale
Forever plague my mind?

I always thought my life was one big storybook
Each step that I took, a new tale being told
As I look back now, it all seems so foolish
I watch as my dreams, once bright, fade…
Fade and grow cold.

 

Wow, this song came at just the right time in my life. I’ve lately become so fed up with pretending that life is always beautiful and that we are always strong. These words made the whole problem so much more real and, I believe, made the solution clear to me.

Yellow Brick Road

Someone tell me
Why is it always so hard?
To open up, to let it out
To bare our hearts
O, someone give me
A reason why
We hide our every weakness
We feel as though
Feigned confidence is strength

When will we stop this pretending?
These wounds we are hiding throb painfully still
Does this yellow brick road lead to our happy ending?
Or are we just searching to find one that will?

O, how this world pulls us
To follow its road
To seek for approval
Sticking to the status quo
Yet if we show ourselves
To be who we truly are
If we reveal our failings
If we open to our scars

We have no guarantee
It will be easy
But, only when we let go
Do we find healing

When will we stop this pretending?
These wounds we are hiding throb painfully still
Does this yellow brick road lead to our happy ending?
Or are we just searching to find one that will?
One yellow brick road
One yellow brick road
Does this yellow brick road lead to our happy ending?
Or are we just searching to find one that will?