Lyrics:

Gates

Fresh out of high school, diploma in hand.
Ain't much you ain't seen and don't understand.
Ain't going steady, she's ripe and ready.
It's all so heady, this graduation.

Two years later she's walking the floor.
She loves her baby but she don't want no more.
She's met the crisis, lost paradises.
World's not as nice as she thought that it would be.

Don't you worry things will work out for the best.
You just watch out for yourself don't worry about the rest.
Even though you watched your rainbow fade away.
It almost always means a brighter one is gonna come someday.

Fresh out of college, he's got his degree.
He's educated, success guaranteed.
No job is waiting, it's aggravating.
He's turned to painting apartment houses.

He paints the landlord's, and she's right above.
She meets the painter they fall into love.
They move to 'Frisco, opened up a Disco.
Now see, it just goes to show you what I mean.

So don't you worry things will work out for the best.
Live each day like it's your last don't worry about the rest.
If you're too far down just play the 'Rainbow Song'.
It's not too hard to find a groove, get back and just sing along.