I stand inside looking out
Staring through all the rain and drought.
I press a fierce hand to the cold pane
And wonder what its like to stand in the rain.
I am there when the sun is just so right.
But I stand in the shadow no matter how bright.
There is pain out in the world, meanace and greif.
But I only wish to stand under the leaves.
The sunshine is worth the danger it seems,
So let me out so I can breathe.
