Yeah, We Can Make It
Ah, Yeah
We can make it,
'Cause we will if we work out hard
'Cause every day, life gets better
Yeah they say that's the way it's always been
I don't know, it's strange they say that
(Ah, yeah)
And they don't know
'Cause the world is full of fools
And fools in so many fields
Who go around cutting each other up
We'll be there on the street and on the floor
When they say that we are strong
I still believe
That you are mine
Oh, no!
We'll be there on the road
When they say that we are weary
The train leaves and the rider calms me down
I know that every dream is a lie.
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