We're Just Fine

Walk down the street

With your hand in mine

Everything is so simply put

                With your hand in mine

I think we are normal –

I think we’re just fine

And so we’ll walk down this street

                With your hand in mine

Past the school, curious children stare

Past a bakery, you start to care

To mind these stares

They’re staring alright.

I ask myself, “If this love is wrong,

Then why does it feel so right?”

 A right to love I’d have fight

The masses, the people who hide behind their faith

Am I supposed to change?

And He stays the same –

Burn the leaves and twigs in your faith

Who should be ashamed?

Who’s really using God’s name in vain?

Cause in my eyes

I’m normal, I’m just fine

And so, I’ll walk down this street

With her hand in mine.