Here’s a story of a girl
Who grew up lost and lonely
Thinking love was fairytale
And trouble was made only for me
 
Even in the darkness
Every color can be found
And every day of rain
Brings water flowing
To things growing in the ground
 
Grief replaced with pity
For a city barely coping
Dreams are easy to achieve
If hope is all I’m hoping to be
 
Anytime you’re hurt there’s one
Who has it worse around
And every drop of rain
Will keep you growing
Seeds you’re sowing in the ground
 
So keep your head up Billy, buddy