I’ve got a little secret Don’t ask and I won’t tell I’ve got an inclination that might suite my body well It’s in my disposition It’s in my awkward glance It’s the way my heart is heavy when I think that if by chance I might be a little different Is this feeling heaven sent? I’m not broken I’m bent My mom is well-intentioned My daddy’s just a dude They both want me to settle go to church and don’t be rude My sister went to college She said get out when you can I bristle when they tell me find a nice young man My smile is mending fences meant to get me through the day I’m not happy I’m gay I want a life and a love to call my own I want a Jesus who don’t care who I drag home I wanna share my joy with others go to work and get along I want a dog a picket fence and a contract sealed by law These are things everybody gets to say I’m not happy I’m gay Now I’ve got a life and a love to call my own I’ve got my God, the job, the house, the dog I’ve got reams of written pages and rings or solid gold I’ve got love in every corner and a smile that’s sly and bold My heart’s an open book and I think it’s safe to say I’m not happy I’m gay