Better Days
You carry me places I'd rather be,well mannered gardens, well tempered seas.We're gathered in reason I should believe,that this is different, that this isn't free,how could this be ?
I'm on my way to better days,I'll find my faith I'll find a way,I'm on my way to better days,I'll find my faith.
I will slip again, and you'll find me,I will live again, and you'll find me.Run, but carry the meanings of your past.
I'm on my way to better days,you'll find your faith, you'll find a way,you're on your way to better days,you'll find your faith.
Oh ...
I'm on our way to better days,we'll find our faith, we'll find a way.
We're on our way to better days,we'll find our faith, we'll find a way,we're on our way to betters days,we'll find our faith.
I'm on my way ...I'm on my way to better days,I'll find my way ...we'll find our faith ...find our faith ...
Find our way ...our way ...find our way.