| Sure Things | |
| Tonight I?m standing on the edge of something right | |
| I?m banking on a feeling from inside | |
| And I am here | |
| Hold tight the road ahead is sure to fog our sight | |
| And leave us empty handed side by side | |
| And I am here | |
| And Oh how they show | |
| That sure things | |
| Will surely come and go but I | |
| Tonight is coming to an end and soon the light | |
| Is rising over hills and valleys | |
| And I am here | |
| Hold tight the grip of all the lonely hearts advice | |
| But when they fall and crumble you will find | |
| That I am here | |
| And oh how they show | |
| That sure things | |
| Will surely come and go but I | |
| And oh how they show | |
| That sure things | |
| Will surely come and go but I | |
| Yeah they?ll surely come and go but I |