Things will get better.
I'm contented with what it is now.
I don't know how long more I can feel like this.
But I pray all's well with him.

I wish my heart's made of steel too.
Should go for some operation to sew up my tear hole.

I'm all excited about the surprise I'm gonna give him.
A delayed promise.

But I don't know if he'll be happy or not.
I wish he'ld.
I really hoped so.