Normal

sometimes i just want to be normal,
normal life normal school normal day,
sometimes i just want to hop on Highway 6 and go home,
spend time with my dad and cook with my mom in the kitchen,
or go outside and play catch with my sister,
sometimes i just want to be normal,
go on dates like everyone else,
and marry the girl of my dream,
sometimes i just want to be normal,
normal like free,
jump into the pool or shout at the beach,
and be who i want to be,
sometimes i just want to be normal,
but then normal would imply being abnormal,
i guess life is not normal as it seems,
as the American dream that make sense to you and me,
like Switchfoot singing meant to live,
are we living as life is a gift,
or a burden that would better off not bear at all,
i guess i am not normal as it seems,
i'll fly home to greet my folk,
still spend time with my dad on the street back home,
cooking with my mom on the 15th floor,
overlook the city with my sister,
maybe there's where i belong,
maybe i don't belong anywhere,
this is my life,
a gift from God that is too great to deny,
to bring Him glory and honor and praise,
to live the way i was made,
as Chris Tomlin sings,
and the curtain rises,
we'll bloom tomorrow,
just like those roses.