I do it for the joy it brings

because I'm a joyful girl.

Because the world owes me nothing

and we owe each other the world.

I do it because it's the least I can do.

I do it because I learned it from you

and I do it just because I want to

Because I want to.



Everything I do is judged

And they mostly get it wrong

But oh well.

'Cause the bathroom mirror has not budged

and the woman who lives there can tell

the truth from the stuff that they say.

And, she looks me in the eye

and says "would you prefer the easy way?

No? Well, okay, then ...

Don't cry."



I wonder if everything I do

I do instead

of something I want to do more?

The question fills my head.

I know there's no grand plan here

this is just the way it goes.

When everything else seems unclear

I guess at least I know



I do it for the joy it brings

because I'm a joyful girl

because the world owes me nothing

and we owe each other the world

I do it because it's the least I can do

I do it because I learned it from you

and I do it just because I want to

because I want to