Bosom Buddies has shown me the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning,
and company doesn’t mean security
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
and presents aren’t promises
And you accept your defeats
with your head up and eyes open
with the grace of a woman not the grief of a child
And you learn to build your roads on today
because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans
and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight
And that even sun burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden & decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure
That you really are strong
That you really do have worth
And that each sunrise is a new beginning
And you learn and learn…