• I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain
    And it is always I fight for the welcome change
    When it rains it pours on this heart of mine
    So, I take the storms I feel to her each time.

    But I know she has lived under her own pouring rain
    Yet under her water her heart still doesn't change
    She can walk away from what hangs overhead
    And, not in her storm, are words left unsaid.

    Not in her storm have I ever felt alone
    Her storm ends, so I, may find my way home
    It's for me that she pushes away her own rain
    So, that I may find comfort in calling her name.

    She lives in this world for the sake of another's heart
    God, how she eases the miles when worlds apart
    And she never wanders when your world falls through
    Not ever in her storm would she do this to you.

    She has wings that I know not only I can see
    Cause only an angel could find strength to carry me
    It's the way that the eyes can surely view
    How her heart's written so clearly in what an angel can do.

    Not in her storm is her work ever done
    And even in her storm she hands me the sun
    When her world is dark - I always have light
    And now how I hold the new color of night.

    She takes then she gives to an unhappy face
    So that many can find an awesome place
    I have been able to love her more every day
    And with her hand in mine the clouds roll away.

    Not in any storm that I will ever live beneath
    Could ever change what I hold here inside of me
    Not in any of her storms have I lost my angels touch
    To that angel out there, I love her so much.