When the sun wakes me,
it seems more innocent.
When the rain washes all,
it glistens prettily.
I find the silver lining
of a lesson sweetly learned.
I find the gemful hope
of a summertime secret.
Though the beauty disappears,
and I dream in confusion;
Though I wait endlessly
for words you're too distracted for...
And you wander in indecision
along with your hidden self;
And you darkly haunt my depths
in a land of sad humanity...
I find the gemful hope
of a summertime secret.
When the rain washes all,
it glistens prettily.
I find the silver lining
of a summertime secret.
When the sun wakes me,
it seems more innocent.
