Here's the 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 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 leave
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.