Somewhere over my rainbow,
I see a star in my sky.
And the star shines through my eyes,
Telling me so.
It tells me hope is true;
It tells the simplicity of it all.
It has its own little secret,
And its secret is this:
You can go down low,
But you'll come back up;
Somehow, you'll make it though.
You can manage it,
Make it like new.
And somewhere over my rainbow,
I see my shining light.
It has its secrets;
It's telling me I have made it though,
The worst is over,
And the bad altogether,
And it can only get better now.
Somewhere over my rainbow,
There's my sweet little song,
And it's telling me,
It's telling me,
That we will be what we once were,
And what we want to be.