Momma, you’ll be so proud of me
Look how far we’ve come
Never once did you not believe
You knew it all along
Daddy, you made a man of me
I am my father’s son
The rights, the wrongs, the in-between’s
Help me know for sure
Things do get better
And they lied, they lied, they lied
When they said it don’t
Things do get better
And they lied, they lied, they lied
When they said it won’t
God in heaven knows
Where there’s dark, there’s light
Where there’s wrong, there’s right
Ooh I know that things get better
For the lows, there’s highs
For the blind, there’s sight
Ooh I know that things get better
Brother, brother can you believe
Back when we were young
This was only but a dream
Now, we’ve just begun
Boy, I wish papa could see
The person I’ve become
I’m standing on the family tree
I hope he hears this song
Ooh, ooh
I know that it gets better
Ooh, ooh, Oh, whoa, yeah, yeah
Get better, I know it gets better
I know it gets better
Better, better, better, better, better