Where angels cry.

Not knowing what the day will bring, his eyes like canvas paint the sky

Maybe the rains will come, some According
Where angels cry

Not knowing if the thunder showing may cause such wind to settle down

And calm the leaves there blowing close upon the harsh wet ground

Maybe a little lightning
Shall light the way from darkened skies

And view the day in brighter ways a rainbow
Way up high'

Once the clouds escape the sun and light returns to everyone

And all the flowers down below rejoice in light
The shinning sun.