People say they know me,
they really don't.
People say they understand,
well, that's a joke.
But I know there'll be better days,
'Cause I've been through the worst.
I know there will be freedom...
'cause I've been through the hurt.
Oh sure, there will still be rain,
But there's no rain without rainbows.
And I know there will still be pain,
For thats the way the wind blows.
And in the end we will be saved,
From our true and separate horrors.
From my God, we will be raised,
even those, the poorer.
I'll never stop believing in those brighter days.
For the way a child smiles,
or a favorite song's refrain,
or of laughter and hugs,
of warm family gatherings,
and the caring of loved ones,
helps me get through the crying,
and the rain.