And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run

And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you find there, With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears. And after the storm, I run and run

Be in my heart When we were younger We thought everyone was on our side Then we grew a little And romanticized the time I saw Flowers in your hair See it takes a boy to live Takes a man to pretend he was there So then we grew a little