In the heavens up so high,
Where clouds and birds do fly,
There's a story in the rain,
About the tears of the sky.
Drops of silver, gentle and light,
Fall from the heavens, day and night.
Each one carries a whispered sigh,
In the tears of the sky.
They cleanse the earth with love and grace,
Washing tears from every face.
Nature's way to say goodbye,
In the tears of the sky.
Sometimes they weep in sorrow's hue,
When the world's troubles seem too true.
But also in joy, they dance and lie,
The tears of the sky.
So when the rain comes, don't dismay,
For it brings life in a special way.
A symphony from up so high,
In the tears of the sky.