Those dark clouds are encroaching, the lightening's striking near. Your spirit's feeling heavy now, your answers aren't quite clear. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. I know you find it hard to sleep, I understand your fears, I see you have a broken heart, I cannot dry your tears. Things may look better when the sun reappears, But for now, a cleansing storm is here. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. The sound of the storm is a steady, soft beat, Washing the dust from the quiet, gray street. It taps on the glass like a ghost from the past, A promise of peace that is destined to last. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. I know you find it hard to sleep, I understand your fears, I see you have a broken heart, I cannot dry your tears. Things may look better when the sun reappears, But for now, a cleansing storm is here. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. Let the world fade away in the mist and the gray, The weight of the burden will all wash away. Though shadows are deep and the night feels so long, The clouds are just singing a healing, soft song. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain. I know you find it hard to sleep, I understand your fears, I see you have a broken heart, I cannot dry your tears. Things may look better when the sun reappears, But for now, a cleansing storm is here. Just listen to the rhythm of the rain.
