I think it's going to be all right. I think it's going to be just fine. I think it's going to get much better than before. I think we're going to see the sun. I think we're going to have some fun. I think we're going walk out through the open door. And maybe when we wake up in the morning. Maybe when the darkness starts to fade. Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away. Underneath the river trees. Off towards a lazy sea. Underneath the bridge that carries people home. Past the church where Jesus saves. Up and down upon the waves. Sailing off towards adventures of our own. Maybe when we wake up in the morning. Maybe when the darkness starts to fade. Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away. Maybe when we wake up in the morning. Maybe when the trumpet starts to play. Maybe in a paper boat we'll both just float away. (Trumpety bit). I think it's going to be good fun