Trouble brews in broken hearts,
Weary souls, grown worlds apart,
But when you find that one true friend,
Then your very soul will mend,
So don’t look back upon your past,
Instead behold a future vast,
A future filled with brave new life,
Free of guilt from your past strife.
Now its time to step outside,
Timid steps become a stride,
Running now, head held high,
Spread you wings, and learn to fly.