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