We're All Mad In Our Own Way- Natasha Bedingfield
I think the lady did protest too much
She wouldn't take the flower from my hand (well, you won't take anything from my hand actually, since I came out, in fact, you won't even speak to me)
She only saw the shadow of my circumstance
And perception can't describe what makes a man (you know absolutely nothing about my faith, my marriage or who I am)
I didn't mean to interrupt your stride
But a rose was all I had to give (sorry I'm not who you wanted me to be, but all I can offer is who I am)
Sometimes beauty isn't recognised
When it contrasts with what you feel inside (just because you're not down with it, doesn't mean it ain't great)
Who's to say the darkened clouds must lead to rain (you can't claim, for certain, that my 'lifestyle' is bringing destruction)
Who's to say the problems should go away (don't tell me I need to 'pray away the gay'
Who's to point the finger at what's not understood (the jury's out on this one)
Because, we're all mad (sinners) in our own way
Colours fade it all away (Jesus took it all away)
Different people all the same (needs no explanation)
Each reveals a meaning (we've all got something special to bring to the table)
We're all mad (sinners) in our own way
Fill the sky with different shades (we should celebrate our differences)
Read the story on each page (I am more than my sexual orientation)
Each reveals a meaning
Sometimes I think I overanalyse
As if I can control the time and place (I've tried to understand why you think it's wrong, I just can't)
Life (being gay) isn't something you try on for size
You can't love without the give and take (needs no explanation)
Who's to say the darkened clouds must lead to rain
Who's to say the problems should just go away
Who's to point the finger at what's not understood
Because, we're all mad in our own way.....
