The sun is out, the world is ready to play
Clouds are white, but with a blink of an eye they turn gray

And the rain will trickle down my cheek
What happened to my silver lining?

A compass points north, but I go south
Failures can cause even the bravest to doubt

And the rain will trickle down my cheek
What happened to my silver lining?

Even the darkest of storms will cease, endure till the end and feel the relief

Trials will come, in every disguise
And the rain will wash away the pain
The truth you find will always remain