Someday,
we're going to find it.
We're going to look up and realize
that we've finally found happiness.
No more razors by the sink.
No more beer bottles littering the counter.

Someday,
It'll all work out.
We'll find what we're looking for
and all our previous pain will be forgotten.

Someday,
we'll turn our backs on the shadows
that plague our present minds.
You'll write a new song
and I'll write a new poem
and everything will get better.

Someday,
we'll find what we're looking for
and we'll smile knowing it's all behind us
making us that much stronger.