coming to terms with getting old
coming to terms with being told
that I can't do anything right
that I'm losing the fight with you
coming to terms with yesterday
leaving the past behind, again
coming to terms with tomorrow
that it's just another day
But then you lift me up above myself
dragging me out of misery
filling me with hope
setting me free again.
Together on level terms
we can begin to believe.
coming to terms with love
that it's just not for me
coming to terms with laughter
when it's not aimed at me
coming to terms with hope
that it's just a stupid gimmick
coming to terms with karma
may she always find me.
But then you lift me up above myself
dragging me out of misery
filling me with hope
setting me free again.
Together on level terms
we can begin to believe.
When I look past myself in the mirror
and see a better place
When I chance upon my reflection
in a puddle and I sense better head space
I'll always remember it was you
that believed in my dreams.
coming to terms with yesterday
leaving the past behind, again
coming to terms with tomorrow
that it's just another day
coming to terms with yesterday
leaving the past behind, again
coming to terms with tomorrow
that it's just another day
