Well, I m sitting in this hotel
Looking at all the city lights, shining bright
As I wait for the news
Well, the outcome is hard to tell
As I sit upon this worn out bed,
All the fibres and threads coming loose
And I don t know if it s rain or snow,
But either of both would be fine
There s something about sitting here,
That makes me think we ll be alright
Alright, I know we ll be alright
I know that we can make this alright
I know we ll be alright
We ll make it alright
I can hear the windows talk,
Can feel the floorboards getting cold
And the chains on the doors getting loose
It s like, the sound of freedom is here
And it s getting way too loud for
This little room they put me in
Alright, I know we ll be alright
I know that we can make this alright
I know we ll be alright
And I ll write my name on these pictured walls
And leave footprints here on this dusty floor
But I won t, I won t give in
And I ll paint a picture of us together
And live life here, cos I won t know better
In silence till you say
Alright, I know we ll be alright
I know that we can make this alright
I know we ll be alright
We ll make it alright