You smiled a smile that made it look easy.
Made people stop and stare.
The happiness you felt you gave it so freely
They would never guess what got you there.
To be precise I mean the sleepless nights, I mean the
Uphill struggle to the steepest heights
And in that space of your lonely performance
Suddenly you become your own reassurance
That's when you realise you don't need assurance –
You fought through the darkest hours of the night.
So this is light work, the power is in the mind.
Now you’re adorned in the glory of the final mile.
And it's all in the story behind your smile.