People live and die, they come and go
What can we hold on to and live by?
What will help our hearts stay warm
Even through the night?
Leaves as the seasons change, colors they grow old
What do we have that doesn't fade?
What will sustain our lives
And will bring us the morn'?
Everyone, not just one, needs some kind of help
Especially when troubles come their way
So if we start to embrace each others' scars
We might face a day when everyone can smile
