The clouds and mist obscure your smile,
They hide from me your face.
They try to keep from me your love,
You comforting embrace.
But I know that you’re out there still
And in that loving place
Where I can find you when I wipe
These teardrops from my face.
So let the rains fall from the sky
And let the storm clouds race.
Eventually my tears will dry
And joy will take their place.
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