Текст: Matt Nathanson. Still Waiting For Spring. Little Victories.

This time I'll be sailing
No more bailing boats for me
I'll be out here on the sea
Just my confidence and me

And I'll be awful sometimes
Weakened to my knees
But I'll learn to get by
On the little victories

This time I'll have no fear
I'll be standing strong and tall
I'll turn my back towards them all

And I'll be awful sometimes
Weakened to my knees
But I'll learn to get by
And I'll learn to get by
On the little victories

And if the world decides
To catch up with me
Still little victories