I was approached by a man one time
He said that I need to get out of town
I don't know if I'm courageous or foolish
If I should run or if I should stand my ground
The way his words carried through the air
I watched 'em all as they flew on by
Over the heads of all the people
Up into the big blue sky
Don't cry when the strawberries sour
It doesn't always have to be this way
When you're struggling to feel empowered
'Cause all your colors have turned to gray
Don't cry when the strawberries sour
It doesn't always have to be this way
If you find yourself feeling empowered
Don't hang your head when you walk away
Counting lines in a parking lot
Always losing track before I reach the end
I watched every single thought I thought
Dance around and get swept up by the wind
You could have sworn it was the Fourth of July
Today the sky had so much to say
In the midst of the storm of colors
I found myself only seeing the gray
Don't cry when the strawberries sour
It doesn't always have to be this way
When you're struggling to feel empowered
'Cause all your colors have turned to gray
Don't cry when the strawberries sour
It doesn't always have to be this way
If you find yourself feeling empowered
Don't hang your head when you walk away