She is she
She cries, though she knows
She has places to go
She laughs, though she knows
She will meet her share of foes
And she will feel her share of woes
But still, she laughs and she sings
She hums as she dreams
For she believes in a world
Where she can be she
And she won’t need a he
And she can let he be he
Or if he likes, he can be she
Where she can love she, and he can love he
And she, and he, and them, and they
Will all be we one of these days