Here Comes the Storm Again
Here comes the storm again,
And its cold rain won't stop,
The dreary clouds are linesmen,
Blocking happiness and causing teardrops.
It's time for a new perspective,
For the joyless clouds to rearrange,
No more looking pensive,
I'm ready for a change.
I've got a brand new light,
And I can't stop smiling,
Sunshine begins to ignite,
And the rain quit falling.
Here comes the storm again,
But this time I'm ready,
With a light amplified times ten,
My life is sunshine not stormy.
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