Better times
Better times
For me
And for you
Nobody said it would be easy
Nobody said we'd face it all (Nobody said we)
The sorrow underneath me breathing
Craving for better times to come
There will be better times
There will be better times
There will be better times
There will be better times
There will be better times
For me
And for you
My heart just carries on with ease
Hoping there will be release
Dreaming of those better times
And when they
And when they turn out to be worse
I'll blame it on some wicked curse
I'd rather die a
Dreamer
There will be better times
There will be better times
There will be better times
Better
Tell me
What is worse?
To die a dreamer
Or
To die of
Remorse
Tell me
What is worse?
Tell me
What is worse?