I carry the grief with me, It won’t always look How I think it should be But it’s constant and steady And when it knocks, I’ll try to be ready. It won’t always come Through tears It won’t always look The same through the years But in one way or another, I carry grief with me. I carry the love with me, It won’t always look How I think it should be But it’s constant and steady And when it knocks, I’ll try to be ready. It’s a song my heart sings And the world hears It’s a story my soul carries Desp