I cry all day and I cry all night,
Calling for the one I love.
I curse this wretched pain,
But bless the one who caused it.
I yearn for sunshine,
Yet feel only rain.
I cry to my God:
"Abba, why?! Oh why?!
I love the one I sent away.
I want Love back.
Why not today?"
Through this all I see the truth:
Love will find a way in God's own time.
Let go, dear heart, of Lover's pain,
And begin to see past the rain.
Calling for the one I love.
I curse this wretched pain,
But bless the one who caused it.
I yearn for sunshine,
Yet feel only rain.
I cry to my God:
"Abba, why?! Oh why?!
I love the one I sent away.
I want Love back.
Why not today?"
Through this all I see the truth:
Love will find a way in God's own time.
Let go, dear heart, of Lover's pain,
And begin to see past the rain.