More Than Just the Spare - Outtake

Spare? Am I really just the spare? I'm not part of the town, not born to be queen Just somebody hopelessly in-between She's the scholar, athlete, poet I'm the screw up, don't I know it But then who could ever compare Of course they're gonna think I'm just the spare Well, I won't care So I'm the extra button on a coat In case another one comes loose But if I have to be a button Why can't I be a button that's of use? Oops I may lack style and I may lack grace And once in a while I'll fall on my face But this little button deserves a place in the sky This button wants to fly Wait! Buttons can't fly, that doesn't make any sense So I'm a rusty horseshoe hanging up over somebody's old barn door And I'll be hanging there forever just wishing the horse had one leg more And maybe I can't be the perfect one And maybe I'm air at the side of fun But horseshoes need a chance to run somewhere This horseshoe is more than just a spare Someday I'll find my thing, a thing that's all my own That thing that makes me part of something not just all alone If only all these feelings I have in my heart Could mean something to someone How I'd love to play that part So I'm just a second born sister Who most of the town ignores Like a button, like a horseshoe Like a girl who's bad at metaphores Maybe I don't have a magic touch Maybe I don't have a talent as such Just this heart with much too much to share So I'll never be the air But I'm more than just the spare Sorry