(joy)

Things will get better
Your eyes grow wetter
But things will get better
And things will get better

God is my joy
Yeah, God is my joy
I'm headed for the sunshine
Because He's my joy

Would you smile if I told you a lie
And said everything is just fine
'Cause I know that you're not alright
And neither am I

I heard you crying
I heard you crying
So are we dying?
I'm sick of lying

We're not okay
But we will be one day