The Rain Story

Every drop out there has a story to tell And i think they are telling mine The story of my rage... As i see through these new eyes Eyes of anger, Eyes of hate, Eyes of revenge, They drop on me like twinkles in the sky Taking with them, the anger from me And soon a breeze, To blow me out and bring me in And then i see through these eyes, All new and bright, Eyes of love, Eyes of peace, Eyes of happiness, They soon stop their tale, Because the moral they laid, Has brought me back, Oh ! , Come again you little twinkling drops That fall from the sky Making me shine bright..