Stranded, no way out, and all alone
Don't I know, don't I know 6 months it's been
Since a 10 by 10 was stuffed end to end with everything I own
I've been sleeping in the guest room
Yeah I've been sleeping anywhere they'll let me in
It's been driving me insane
And harder now than yesterday
But I can walk through the rain...
Because somewhere there's a seed
There's not a thing I can't endure
Just as long as I'm still sure
That there's a reason left unseen
No it don't change the way this feels
The sky it beats me just the same
Though I'd wish this cloud away
If my loss begets a gain
Then I can walk through the rain
Purpose, just a point and I'll be fine,
So what's it mean if there's a 1, 2 ,3
Who's other than me, with a word that rings at both ends of this time line
Still I've been yelling at the author
Why did you write my life this way
But pots aren't molded for the clay
Somehow it's good that's being made
So I can walk through the rain...
Somewhere there's a seed in need of streams that fall and drench us all
And make us wish for sunny skies and streets more dry
And someday there will be a tree
And I'd like to think that I might need
A little bit of shade, but who's to say
What's difference would that make
I've still gotta walk through the rain...
