Sooner or Later,
We all discover what we believe in where we belong.

Sooner or later,
We all uncover
If we are weak or if we are strong.

Some find the finding comes easy.
Sometimes, it's like pulling teeth.
You must remember that people,
like icebergs, are 90 percent underneath.

Sooner or later,
it will be your turn.
Oh, Gelsomina, believe what I say.
That sooner or later,
You'll find you and nothing
And no one will take it away.

You may be buttering your bread,
You may be wishing on a star,
Then like a hammer on the head,
You realize just who you are.

You may be coming out your hair,
Or telling secrets to the sea
All of a sudden, what is there?
The simple statement, I am me.
You start out whispering the words.
A little stronger it becomes.
You end up frightening the birds.
Your voice is like a million drums.
And once you've really let it go,
The you you were will not be missed.

And everyone around will know
That Gelsomina does exist.

Sooner or later,
it will be your turn.
Don't be impatient for that golden day.

Sooner or later,
you'll find you and nothing.
and no one will break it or take it away.