Stormy weather, with a breeze.
The clouds come when they please.
Rainclouds are just like us, you see
They have a purpose, like you, and me.

So when the rain falls down from the sky
Just remember how others feel inside.
The rainclouds twists, turns and then dies down.
And then the sun comes out to play.
So all is happy, for the day.

The clouds come out, once again.
They slowly dance across the sky
To the sound of the wind.
Soon enough, all is dark, and humid again.
The rain starts to fall, pitter, patter.
People behind their walls.
Rain and Humans are separated because of this,
But are forever connected, through these bricks

And hopefully, this explains it all –
Life doesn’t always give us the gifts we were hoping for,
The real gift, is life itself.