I appreciate your tries to rescue me
well, you’re a bit too late to open my eyes to see
’cause I strive, through life
and stick to my pride

and I know it’s too soon to give up everything
you know flowers bloom, after the rain
tears cried, words lied,
won’t blur my sight

what is meant to be will be
good things they will follow me
gotta keep on, gotta go on

time alone will show the sight tomorrow may bring
rain can cloud the sky or black out heaven’s eye
but I won’t, give up
’til after the rain

what is meant to be will be
good things they will come to me
gotta keep on, gotta go on

 

(Music & words by Ragga Gröndal)