Charlotte Church

Picture a teenager desperate to please
Presume to achieve everything
Had been laid out before her
Oh, oh, oh
I wonder what you thought of her
What you think of me
Now I finally achieved what you wanted for me
Oh, oh, oh
I've been a counselor,
I've seen more than I should see
Oh, oh, oh
Now I am curious how is this reflected on me
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Tell me now
Honestly what do you
Think of me
Trying my hardest to harness the sunlight that shines over me
Luckily this is the best that I can be
Life is a song that I'm learning to write
I sing through the verses and hope I am joined for the chorus
Oh, oh, oh
My voice was an agent of labor but now
It's my savior from all the troubles
An end to the strains
Phrase for refrains