Is there room enough for all my doubts and fears?
Is there room enough for me to see?
And when I’ve tread the path that's free and wide
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?

Is there room, still room for the broken and the bound?
Is there room, still room for those who’re lost and never found?
Is there room, still room for the vain and disenchanted?
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?

Is there room enough for all my discontentment?
Is there room enough for me to breathe?
And when I’ve given up on what I once believed
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?

Is there room enough for all of my frustrations?
Is there room enough for all my deeds?
And when you’ve answered all of my many treasured questions
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?
Is there room enough, still room enough for me?

© 2005 Yvonne Lyon