Through the rain she walks.
But not a drop does touch her.
Above her in the sky.
It's as if the clouds never were.
The day seems brighter.
Each time she passes by.
When she looks at me and smiles.
All my sadness says goodbye.
At night before I sleep.
I could think of her and worries fade.
And dream dreams of happy thoughts.
And look forward to the next day.