Gotta story for you. 'Bout a little friend. Never felt good enough. Had a heart to mend. Never felt pretty. Learned to just pretend. Wished someone had listened. To her cries of pain. . Chorus:. Maybe I'm the lucky one. Maybe the forgotten one. Maybe but I know. I'm not God's Stepchild. . Didn't want to burden. Mother had enough stress. So often Iâ€™d talk to you. Through my four legged friends. Always there to listen. Though I felt so all alone. And in my times of trouble. I know you saw my smile of pain. . Repeat Chorus. . Now that I am older. Gone through so much pain. I learned that I should love me. No more feeling ashamed. I've seen the great illusions. I've seen the rough terrain. I've walked through my own journey. And my love for you remains. . Repeat Chorus. . I know I'm the lucky one. I know I'm a special one. I know that God does.