Who tells the clouds to cry?
Are they upset with us?
Who hurts the sky?
Did God make them cry?
The rain is my guidance.
The wetness is a scary promise.
I know the storm is dangerous.
But the rainbow is the answer.
Who tells the clouds to cry?
Are they upset with us?
Who hurts the sky?
Did God make them cry?
The rain is my guidance.
The wetness is a scary promise.
I know the storm is dangerous.
But the rainbow is the answer.
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