It's okay.
The sound of the waves
always tells me it's okay.
always tells me it's okay.
The footprints left in the sand
show me that the path I've walked
is shining.
show me that the path I've walked
is shining.
The deep night before sunrise
is part of the journey.
Dawn is on its way.
is part of the journey.
Dawn is on its way.
Countless stars, the moon,
the clouds, the sand, and the waves
all tell me it's okay.
the clouds, the sand, and the waves
all tell me it's okay.
And I tell myself, too —
it's all okay.
it's all okay.
