The city wakes, and he’s already on his feet,
Guitar on his back, hope and faith on repeat.
Empty pockets, but a song in his mind,
Playing on street bars, the passion kind.
They’ve told him a thousand times to quit,
That dreams are pretty, but don’t pay a bit.
Still, he smiles and keeps playing his part,
With fire in his fingers and truth in his heart.
Ohhhh! It’s tough, but it’s gonna be alright!
Each note’s a step toward the light!
Ohhhh! Even not knowing how it ends,
He sings out loud: “it’s how I’ve always been!”
She hears the song and slows her pace,
The sound makes the whole world lose its race.
Across the street, their eyes align,
Two strangers with scars that intertwine.
And for a moment, it all feels right,
Amid the city's noise and the broken night.
Maybe this song won’t save the earth,
But it healed a soul — and showed its worth.
Ohhhh! It’s tough, but it’s gonna be alright!
Each note’s a step toward the light!
Ohhhh! Even not knowing how it ends,
He sings out loud: “it’s how I’ve always been!”
Ohhhh! It’s tough, but it’s gonna be alright!
Each note’s a step toward the light!
Ohhhh! Even not knowing how it ends,
He sings out loud: “it’s how I’ve always been!