Beneath the gray skies, I stand alone,
A storm above, but my heart’s not stone.
The clouds may gather, but they always part,
Their silver lining, a brand-new start.
I feel the wind whispering my name,
It carries hope through the pouring rain.
Like the clouds, I’ll rise above,
Carried by the winds of love.
Through the storms, I’ll find my way,
The sky will clear; the light will stay.
The shadows linger, but they fade with time,
Each passing cloud holds a secret sign.
No storm can last; the sun will break through,
Every tear becomes a morning dew.
The sky reminds me, it’s never too late,
Even in darkness, there’s a brighter fate.
Like the clouds, I’ll rise above,
Carried by the winds of love.
Through the storms, I’ll find my way,
The sky will clear; the light will stay.
Floating free, I let the pain go,
Through every cloud, the colors show.
The storm may roar, but I’m not afraid,
The clouds will guide me to brighter days.
Like the clouds, I’ll rise above,
Carried by the winds of love.
Through the storms, I’ll find my way,
The sky will clear; the light will stay.
So when the clouds come rolling in,
Remember hope lies deep within.