She stepped out into the pouring rain And let the water fill her footprints. She was down on her luck, digging a hole Planting herself like a seed, singing
One day, this love will grow Into something beautiful and strong.
She had a dream where the world went dark And all the summer birds flew south. They carried away the light of her love. Come back in the springtime and brighten up my grey skies, singing
One day, this love will grow Into something beautiful and strong. Reaching out for the sun, Catching the rain on the tongue. One day, this love will grow.
If we're just meant to be thrown away Like cigarettes and paper planes, What's the point of being worried anyway?