I'm remembering you and Rainbows which is a
part you dared not to show, only to me.
The first time in Missouri when I
was driving you told me to pull over.
Well I thought
something wrong with car by the urgency in
your voice, but you came around to
my side and took my hand and told me
to look at the colors in the sky.
When I did, there was our
Rainbow you said, And swung me off the ground
what a beautiful moment for you
and me, but yet you dared not to
show your heart but to me.
Now that you're looking' down at me hopefully,
I wonder if you're riding that beautiful
rainbow on your dredge, Still search in' for
that pot of gold. Whenever I see a Rainbow
I can almost picture you riding it and saying
I found our Rainbow Baby, remember to look
for the colors, And you'll find me!