There'll be days that cloud up the sun.
There'll be days that stops the breeze.
There'll be days that bring sleepless nights.
There'll be days that I'll be down.

It's a funny thing to know
That everything I need to survive
Is coming from someone
I don't even know.

Just maybe I could convince
Time to take it easy
And fate to bring you to me.
And me to you.

It's your smile,
Your every word,
Your very existence.
This love.