Piper = 19 years old
Phoebe = 17 years old
Paige = 14 years old
(Paige is sitting in her room on the bed when Phoebe walks by)
Phoebe: What's wrong baby sister?
Paige: Nothing it's just that sometimes I feel like a spare. I feel like Prue's spare and that's why our mom conceived me, in case something happened to Prue.
Phoebe: Oh Paigey, you're not a spare. You're our baby sister
Paige: Thanks Phee
Phoebe: You're welcome (exits the room)
Paige: (singing) I'm not part of the town, not born to be super witch
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 might 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 err on 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 this feeling I have in my heart
Could mean something to someone, how I'd love to play that part
So I'm just the extra sister
Who most of the town ignores
Like a button, like a horseshoe
Like a girl who's bad at metaphors
Maybe I don't have a magic touch
And maybe I don't have a talent as such
Just this heart with much too much to share
So I'll never be the super witch, but I'm more than just the spare
(Sorry!)
(Piper walks in)
Piper: You're more than just a spare. Paigey, I'm going to sing you a song that Prue wrote for me when I felt like her spare in high school.
Paige: (unsure) Ok
Piper: (singing) Other people walk through life where you prefer to skip
And other people watch their step where you'll most likely trip
Sure, your hair's not perfect,
And there'sーwhat's that on your clothes?
Yeah, you're kinda talkative
With pink rosy cheeks
But you're you...you-you,
And that's what makes me smile.
You're you...you-you
So stay that way a while.
Paige: (opens her mouth to talk)
Piper: (singing) You don't have to say a thing, I know the way you feel.
Your face is like an open book; so honest true and real.
Other people lie and cheat,
When push may come to shove.
Your heart doesn't work like that,
So you're the sister I love.
You're you...you-you,
That's how I hope you stay.
You're you...you-you.
But anyway, that's all I've got to say.
Paige: Gee, thanks Piper. I didn't know you felt that way about me.
Piper: You're welcome Paigey. I love you
Paige: I love you too Piper
(Years later: Paige and Phoebe: Phoebe is 19 and Paige is 16)
Paige: I'm never gonna compare to Prue. She is always gonna be better
Phoebe: How many times do we have to go over this? You are not a spare, you are just as special and gifted as Prue.
Paige: But I can't do everything that she could
Phoebe: She was older and had been using her powers longer
Paige: (hugs Phoebe) Ok thanks Phee
Phoebe: No problem, baby sister. I love you
Paige: I love you too, Phee
