He hasn't seen a drop of rain for
months it seems
the roll n river is nothing; but a
tricklin stream
the crops are dyin in the harsh sun light
the dust on his tongue is dry
the fatted calf is down to skin and bones
we carry on
Alone in the city and she's only seventeen
the boy left her black and blue on the
streets so mean
just twelve weeks along but she''s got
a life inside
said she never ever felt so alive
she walks in the shelter, they say
welcome home
we carry on
Beyond the picket fences and the oil wells
the happy endings and the fairy tales
is the reality of shattered lives and
broken dreams
we carry on
when our lives come undone...we carry one
cause there's promise in the monring
sun...we carry on
as the dark surrenders to the dawn
we were born to overcome
we carry one
Its the family that grieves for a lost
loved one
its the soldier that wont leave tilthe
job is done
its the addict trying to turn his life around
its pickin yourself up off the ground
when you've been knocked down
we carry on
When our lives come undone...we carry on
cause there's promise in the morning
sun...we carry on
as the dark surrenders to the dawn
we were born to overcome
we carry on
He stands in the field, cooled by
the winds of change
she smiles as her baby moves and it starts to rain