WINDOW

Standing in the window I can see the rain
amid the clouds the thunder proclaims
he has determined my fate for the day
it is behind this window that I should stay

But I envision the bright shinning sun
there’s not a cloud to be found no not one
the thunder has transposed to music in my ear

So I make preparation for what I must do
in spite of the rain I’ll make it through
only I can see the rainbow that covers my sky
so behind this window I will not hide