Everytime I see a pointless fight,
my heart tells me to do something against.
Everytime I try to understand,

my wish for rest extends.

We fell far.


Believe me, we will end up well,
but for now we have to wait and keep still.


Everytime the struggle starts again,
my mind forces me to stay and comprehend.

Get distressed from ponies making fret,
you feel it, want it to end.


Believe me, we will end up well.
Believe me, can't you see and tell?


No, I know it's hard to sustain.

Everytime I see my friends smile,

I know that we can make it better then.

Believe me, we will end up well.

Believe me, find a way to tell.
Believe me, despite how deep we fell.
Believe me, we will end up well.