I see you, crying.
Or being so tired that you can't.
So let me grant you a place to cry peacefully, and if you can't,
I'll do it for you.
I'll rain down so that your tears won't be seen.
I'll rain down so that they can't hear you weep.
I'll try to wean you off of sadness.
If you can't cry then i'll cry in your place.
Let me give you peace.
Sometimes, I see you do worse then cry, and the frustration comes out
as thunder and lightning.
I'm so sorry if it's frightening.
You see, I saw what happened that day, and I let my anger out.
Now you don't like the rain, nor thunder and lightning.
So I'll sing and put it into writing.
I'm sorry, but I hope I can be a time of peace, my dear who even when hurt is still shining.