Woke up in the morning with a tear in my eye
Counted my horses
Turned my face to the sky
Cold and I’m only a mile from my bed
Rode along towards the light up ahead
Miles and miles to the day
Won’t be long until I find my way
T hings will get better
Might be the rain will just blow on by
And get better
Knocked on the door in my little sundress
Nobody answered
I walked into confess
Mom be my friend tonight
I can see the fear in your eyes
Better
Things will get better
Might be the rain will just blow on by
And get better
Better
Things will get better
Might be the rain will just blow on by
And get better
Rolled with the money
Sold my friends for free
Told all the girls that they’ll get what they need
Might be the way that you just learn to fly
Better
Things will get better
Might be a way that you just learn to fly
And get better
Better
Things will be better
Might be the rain will just blow on by
And get better
Only a mile from my bed
On to the light up ahead
Might be the way that you said