Greetings, this is what we are

We didn't go away too far.
On the sheets of audacity
We always lived in poverty.

But it's the least of our dismay,
We can only sit and pray,
For worst to pass and good to come,
To keep living on the spinning tram.

CHORUS:
We never knew that it will be
There is not much left to see.
But all it is we shouldn't bother,
When we always have each other.

When we are together here,
We always keep to steer.
Toward distant shores of happiness,
And seal the doors of loneliness.

Now at last we solved our probs,
We are not against the odds.
We are wealthy now at last,
And all the rest is now the past.

CHORUS:
...We never knew that it will be