OK||Rebecca can't stop smiling|And that's the way I like it|If they were all free every|Smile would be for me||I'm over here dying|Going down the interstate|Don't know how long I've been driving|But it's more than I can take||Sometimes all we get is rain|But it's days like these that make me believe|Everything's okay|And I don't believe in fate|But it's days like these that make me believe|I'm headed the right way||Rebecca says she likes it|When I talk about her smile|She says I always find a way|To make it okay|||