Make It Better Songtext
von Child of the Parish

When I find myself at home and lost
There′s another place I can belong
It'll take a little time I know
As the feeling comes
As the feeling grows
It′s like I've just been holding on
And my fingers ache down to the bones
And every little piece you take
I can give until there's nothing left

I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it′s hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it′s hard to believe
Yeah


I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it's hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it′s hard to believe
Yeah

As we lie inside another night
Visions float before my eyes
Of another place that we have found
Up above this dirty broken town
It's like I′ve just been holding on
And my fingers ache down to the bones
And every little piece you take
I can give until there's nothing left

I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it′s hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it's hard to believe
Yeah


I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it's hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it′s hard to believe
Yeah

Better
Don′t you know you make it better
Better
Don't you know you make it better

I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it′s hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it's hard to believe
Yeah

I just wanna get to where you are
Cos it′s hard to believe
That you make it better
You make it better now
You make it better
And it's hard to believe
Yeah

Better
Don′t you know you make it better
Better
Don't you know you make it better