Do not fret if you believe in it—
if you think about it, love will come.
Here or there, only just for you
one lucky day, love will come.
You will see it, like a thief,
in silence leaving your heart.
Listen well, look closely.
All starts over every morning.
No, no, no, no, do not fret if you believe in it—
life is beautiful, love will come.
You will smile, you will heal.
The swallows will return.
Your sky is gray but when it rains,
a flash lights up a sky of blue.
Do not fret if you believe in it—
if you call out for it, love will come.