Next stop is near the ocean
I’m longing to see my footprints in the sand
To become real and manifest my devotion
I want to fill out the suit and cut the band

The band that is trying to hold me back
Are guilt and shame, that tearing me down
Every time I build on me, they want me of track
The way to be the king in my life and wear my crown

I raising my head and stand tall
To be proud of my self is not pride
I know I am worthy to be it all
I’m resting in the ocean and waiting for the tide