She wore faded jeans and soft black leather. She had eyes so blue they looked like weather. When she needed me I wasn't around. That's the way it goe s it'll all work out. There were times apart there were times together. I was pledged to her for worse or better. When it mattered most I let her down. That's the way it goes it'll all work out. It'll all work out eventually. Better off with him than here with me. It'll all work out eventually. Maybe better with him than here with me. Now the wind is high and the rain is heavy. And the water's rising in the levee. Still I think of her when the sun go es down. It never goes away but it all works out. /dani_fx