I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain
And it is always I fight for the welcome change
When it rains it pours on this heart of mine
So, I take the storms I feel to his each time.
But I know he has lived under his own pouring rain
Yet under his water his heart still doesn't change
He can walk away from what hangs overhead
And, not in his storm, are words left unsaid.
Not in his storm have I ever felt alone
His storm ends, so I, may find my way home
It's for me that he pushes away his own rain
So, that I may find comfort in calling his name.
He lives in this world for the sake of another's heart
God, how he eases the miles when worlds apart
And he never wanders when your world falls through
Not ever in his storm would he do this to you.
He has wings that I know not only I can see
Cause only an angel could find strength to carry me
It's the way that the eyes can surely view
How his heart's written so clearly in what an angel can do.
Not in his storm is his work ever done
And even in his storm he hands me the sun
When his world is dark - I always have light
And now how I hold the new color of night.
He takes then he gives to an unhappy face
So that many can find an awesome place
I have been able to love him more every day
And with his hand in mine the clouds roll away.
Not in any storm that I will ever live beneath
Could ever change what I hold here inside of me
Not in any of his storms have I lost my angels touch
To that angel out there, I love him so much.
done by christine in the year 2008
