Why are dark clouds gathering
Like the lies behind your tale?
Why does the rain keep falling
Like the tears that will prevail?
Like the harsh wind blowing
The future may be uncertain;
I hope I’m not just dreaming
Till finally down comes the curtain
Despite the smoke and haze
That leave us in a daze
There’ll come a burst of sunshine
To bring much hope that’s divine
A thousand thoughts abound:
Are your smiles and words
Going to stay around
Or will they fly away like birds?