

In the hush of early morning
I can feel the colors rise
Every cloud becomes a window
Holding pieces of the sky
Puddles shining on the pavement
Turn the gravel into glass
Every breath a quiet promise
That the longest storm will pass
There is light after the rain
There is warmth beyond the cold
What is loved is never fading
It becomes the light we hold
Let the morning set us free
Every drop upon the vine
Learning how to catch the shine
There is light after the rain
There is warmth beyond the cold
What is loved is never fading
It becomes the light we hold
In the hush of early morning
I can feel the colors rise
Every cloud becomes a window
Holding pieces of the sky
Puddles shining on the pavement Turn
the gravel into glass
Every breath a quiet promise
That the longest storm will pass
Let the gray wash out to
sea
Let the morning set us free
Every drop upon the vine
Learning how to catch the shine
There is light after the rain
There is warmth beyond the cold
What is loved is never fading
It becomes the light we hold
Hold
It becomes the light we hold
Light we hold
After the rain