Flying Solo

I’ve got a body that likes to rewrite plans Throws in a plot twist I don’t understand But I make coffee, I make my bed And I don’t need a storyline in my head There’s no disaster, no violins Just a quiet kind of discipline To take the day as it arrives And still feel lucky I’m alive I’m not waiting for a different scene This one’s working fine for me I’m flying solo, and it feels just right Got a good thing going in my own life No extra weight, no one to hold Nothing missing—just flying solo I’m flying solo, and I’m not afraid Of the deals my future hasn’t made I’ve got enough, yeah I already know How to love this life flying solo I could let somebody into this dance But I don’t love the terms of that chance The “what ifs,” the “maybe laters” And the quiet math of caretakers It’s not a burden I’m trying to hide It’s just a truth I don’t divide I’d rather carry what is mine Than redraw someone else’s lines It’s not a lonely point of view It’s just the kindest thing to do I’m flying solo, and it feels just right Got a good thing going in my own life No extra weight, no one to hold Nothing missing—just flying solo I’m flying solo, steady and clear No borrowed hope, no borrowed fear I’ve got enough, yeah I already know How to love this life flying solo And if the world gets heavy, I can set it down Don’t need a witness to turn it around I know my strength, I know my pace I know the look of my own brave face I’m flying solo, and I’m doing fine Got a full heart beating in its own time No second guess, no need to control Nothing missing—just flying solo Flying solo, and I’m wide awake To every single breath I take It’s not less love, it just looks different, though It’s a whole life— Flying solo