She says you’ve known her deepest fears
‘Cause she showed you a box of stained-glass tears
It can’t be all, the truth about the rain
Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls
-The Beauty of the Rain, by Dar Williams
She says you’ve known her deepest fears
‘Cause she showed you a box of stained-glass tears
It can’t be all, the truth about the rain
Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls
-The Beauty of the Rain, by Dar Williams