Standing, staring

Standing, staring

by Joel Howard

It was two-thirty in the morning and I walked by my bathroom mirror

Deep inside something told me to look into the mirror

And tell myself, "You are loved"

And I scoffed almost out loud

Saying, "What's the purpose? What's the reason? What difference would it make?!"

I ignored that thought and went upstairs to check on my sleeping children

You are loved

You are loved

Tell yourself that you are loved

When the whole world's standing, staring at you

Saying, "Who do you think you are!"

Say, "You are loved

You are loved"

Tell yourself that you are loved

When the whole world's standing, staring at you

Say, "You are loved"

I returned to the mirror and got a look at my face

My grey hairs, my imperfections

My aging self

I listened to the voice inside and moved my lips to match the rhyme

"You are loved" I said two times

"Joel, you are loved"

You are loved

You are loved

Tell yourself that you are loved

When the whole world's standing, staring at you

Saying, "Who do you think you are!" 

You are loved

You are loved

Tell yourself that you are loved

When the whole world's standing staring at you

Say, "You are loved"