Look at what we've created,
our very own,
beautiful disaster.

He steps onto the sand
and reaches out his hand.

Tempting her to play,
tugging at her heels,
causing her to sway.

She decides to not just stand,
but leave this plain old land.

Splashing in the rays,
he makes her laugh some way.

Reaching now the end of day,
he takes her back,
back to stay,
and slowly slips away.

Trust not in what you see,
But what you feel.

I don't judge you
For believing,
So don't judge me
For not.

She sits and wonders,
wonders why,
why the rain falls,
and seems to cry.

Sadness flows,
deep from her vains,
and still she wonders why it rains.

As dawn breaks,
the house shakes.

Her heart pounding,
thunder sounding.

The beat goes on,
sure and strong.

It won't be long now,
she knows somehow,
deep within,
there is something,
that's always been,
love everlasting.

And now she watches,
as the storm passes,
her shirt covered,
covered in splotches.

Iis it rain?
Or just her tears?
Why can't she just,
face her fears?

She sits and wonders,
wonders why,
why the rain falls,
and seems to cry.