Sanoja: Sister Seven. This One.

He said, "It felt like the end of the world
To watch her walk away"
Anyone could've seen there's nothing he
Could've done just to make her stay

Smoking the remains of last night's cigarette
Standing in his worn-out shoes
For a minute I was in Paris, October of '30
Feeling someone else's blues

If I could make it through this one
There's something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this

I tell myself if I make it through this time, I'll be okay
It gets harder to listen to yourself
When you've heard everything you have to say

I can take a punch as good as anyone
But this one is gonna leave a bruise
Sometimes I wish I was anywhere but here
Feeling someone else's blues

If I could make it through this one
There's something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this, hey, yeah

We lie inside each other's arms
A little shelter before we call it a day
I still might be lost and confused
And desperate enough to pray, pray, pray, pray

Thinking how he let her go
I know I've got plenty left to lose
Sometimes a little comfort
In someone else's blues

If I could make it through this one
Oh, there's something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this

If I can make it through this one
Oh, there's something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this

There is something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this
There's something 'round the corner
It's got to get better than this