She's staring
Out her window
Waiting for the seasons
To change
She's deep
In her thoughts
Thoughts unthinkable
Psyching herself out
When she
Can't stand herself
She'll just stop
And think
It gets better
I'm knocking
I'm knocking on that door
To better things
It gets better
I'm hoping
That it gets better
For me
It gets better
I'm knocking
It gets better
I'm knocking
I'm knocking on that door
To better things
It gets better
I'm hoping
That It gets better
For me
It gets better