I looked at the rain in gray sky today. All I could see was your sad face hidden in the mist. The clouds can tell your stories and the sun rays trying to break threw are your shining eyes, full of wanting. I could look at the sky all day- I could look at your face all day. Hope everything's not lost within you, because you can tell a story. A story that would take people's breath away- away it took mine. A story of love, wonders, trust, and death. I know the talents in you. You sang to me, but you're hidden, not wanting to be seen. I may never know why, but come out. Smile with me, it's not that bad here. Still looking at that rain in the gray sky, your sad face is still hidden in the mist. Take my hand and off we could go, where there's no more rain. Step out of this mist and shine in my eyes for real. These clouds are wanting to be free- wanting you to stand tall. So listen to them... listen to me... because I'm waiting here for you to return to life and breathe.
