I see you Buried underneath your insecurities You cry your eyes out But the pain remains inside you, locked away And if there's no way through I'm telling you You're gonna be alright And if there's nothing left to lose I'm telling you
When you're down all alone in the dark Clouds of grey hold you down Just get up again, get up again When there's no one to call you know I'll be your friend I'll be waiting I'll be there Let me make it better Whoa
Let me make it better
Whoa
Open up your mind Let me in to clear the stormy weather I'll squeeze you so tight Your broken pieces glue together And if there's no way through
Still I tell you You're gonna be alright
And if there's nothing left to lose I'm telling you
When you're down all alone in the dark Clouds of grey hold you down Just get up again, get up again When there's no one to call you know I'll be your friend
I'll be waiting I'll be there Let me make it better
Whoa Let me make it better
Whoa
So dry your face and put aside All your troubles It's alright
It's alright I promise you the problem solves Whatever happens Know I'll be there
When you're down all alone in the dark Clouds of grey hold you down Just get up again, get up again When there's no one to call you know I'll be your friend I'll be waiting I'll be there Let me make it better Whoa Let me make it better Whoa Let me make it better Whoa Let me make it better Whoa Let me make it better
Compositores: George Paul Shelley (George Shelley), Sid Harris ECAD: Obra #21608440