Be Alright

We cry at night Thinking everything will be alright Then when the wind comes knocking at our door We always cower to the floor During the spring as the cherry blossoms dance We feel the slight romance During the summer as emerald tops the trees Some topped with gorgeous berries During the fall as crimson and gold drop They somehow make it back to the top And during the winter as its blanket covers the ground in white We still think everything will be alright