I see dark clouds out my window
I know the storm is coming any minute
And the thunder just confirm my fears
And i know the fears are in there
I'll be crying unable to stop
Look here comes the very first drop
Because every time it rains
I fall to pieces.
Every breath i take
is so fresh
the blue sky with yellow birds
very bright!
And the thunder is gone
my fear nowhere to find
pieces together and become a brand new one
The rose seems more beautiful
and the former one was gone with the wind!
