Room Enough to Choose

[Verse 1]
I count the small permissions in your face,
A hand that stays, a chair pulled close.
I want to be the name you choose,
Not just the one who knows the door.
Then morning asks what I have made,
And who will say I earned my place.
I chase the proof, I chase the praise,
And hear your quiet needs beneath it all.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every want can wear a crown,
Every vow can weigh me down.
If I grip one part too hard,
Who gets left outside my heart?

[Chorus]
I am more than what I’m owed,
More than what I have to show.
Let me want and still be true,
Let me build a life that makes room for you.
When the hungry parts take hold,
I can name them, not obey them whole.
I’ll choose the promise, choose the good,
And bring my wanting with me as I should.

[Verse 2]
I want the room to turn and see,
The years of work beneath my name.
But praise can vanish by the dawn,
And leave the work, the people, still the same.
I want my hands to leave things better,
A kinder answer, a door held wide.
Not every good deed needs a witness;
Some roots do their work out of sight.

[Pre-Chorus]
There are promises I made
Before the fever, before the stage.
I can’t call a duty small
Just because it asks me not to run.

[Chorus]
I am more than what I’m owed,
More than what I have to show.
Let me want and still be true,
Let me build a life that makes room for you.
When the hungry parts take hold,
I can name them, not obey them whole.
I’ll choose the promise, choose the good,
And bring my wanting with me as I should.

[Breakdown]
Love is not a prize I win.
Work is not the whole of me.
Duty is not a locked room.
I can open it and breathe.
I can say, “I want to matter,”
Without making that my law.
I can keep the word I gave you
And still ask what I am for.

[Final Chorus]
I am more than what I’m owed,
More than what I have to show.
Let me want and still be true,
Let me build a life that makes room for you.
When the hungry parts take hold,
I can name them, not obey them whole.
I’ll choose the promise, choose the good,
And bring my wanting with me as I should.

[Outro]
I don’t have to silence any part.
I can give each one its place.
Wanting, keeping, making good—
One heart, with room enough to choose.