I paint a picture on the glass
everytime it rains
watch the drops fly past
upon the window pane
Do you see what I see?
Look closely to the sky
and if you see what I see
then you'll know why I cry.
Listen to the trees
their whispers and their sighs
If you hear it in the breeze
then you'll know why I cry
I paint a picture in the sky
watch the colors flow
and as I sit and cry
no one even knows
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