Somedays people leave this mortal realm.
Where they go some do not know.
They ask if there's a god at the helm.
But divinity's below.

Looking at the smiling kids, looking at the trees that sprout.
Looking at the love I feel, erase my doubt.

When the wind blows me away, I won't need to sit and pray.
Because it's okay.
It's just one day.

Somedays your work gets destroyed.
It seems it's all for nought.
You ask why you were deployed.
In a world that is fraught.

Look into your friends eyes, don't be afraid of touch.
Opening up hurts, but staying closed hurts just as much.

When the wind blows me away, it's okay.
It's just one day.
One day
One day...

When you think you can't stop doing wrong, or feel like you'll never belong.
That is okay.
You will one day.

Sometimes a day becomes a week, that doesn't mean you're weak.
Remember what I say, just wait til one day.

One day