like Mark Morris would say...

when i am sad and weary
when all my hope is gone
and i can't put my finger on the time things first went wrong
i have a little secret i like to tell myself
and until now i haven't told anybody else

you may not see things my way
like my method or my reasons
but you can't tell me that i'm wrong

there's no heart you can't melt
with a certain little smile
and no challenge should be faced
without a little charm and a lot of style
so don't put your faith in time - she heals but doesn't change
and only a fool won't take the chance to stay the same

when i am sad and weary
when all my hope is gone
i walk around my house and think of you with nothing on
i have a list of things i go over in my mind
when i can just sit right back and watch the world unwind

you may not see things my way
i don't care 'cause i'm not asking
but you can't tell me that i'm wrong

there's no heart you can't melt
with a certain little smile
and no challenge should be faced
without a little charm and a lot of style
so don't put your faith in time - she heals but doesn't change
and only a fool won't take the chance to stay the same

Ojalá pudiera recordar yo también estas palabras cuando lo necesite y sentirme siempre así, con la fortaleza de que puedo salir de todo, sin más debilidades.
Vale, ya sé que ultimamente uso mucho las palabras de los demás pero es que expresan exactamente lo que quiero decir así que...
y por si quereis jugar a eso de canturrear con la letra aquí os dejo el vídeo, poniendo en evidencia otra de mis múltiples debilidades... esta vez musical.