| Green and wide open a soft meadow calls
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| Out to a very young girl, a world with no walls
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| Smiling, she fashions her first daisy chain
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| Now dancing, she sees it, the coming of rain
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| And the wind begins to blow
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| Stormy clouds across the plain
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| Her little lips, they tremble
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| To know am I safe in the rain?
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| Tiny heart beating fears well defined
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| Two tiny feet retreating the chain dropped behind
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| But words from her Father resound like a drum
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| My love is unending, my child, let it come
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| And the wind begins to blow
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| Stormy clouds across the plain
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| Her little lips, they tremble
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| To know am I safe in the rain?
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| Though the skies begin to pour
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| A gentle peace relieves her strain
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| She feels a Love so real, it’s warm
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| I am safe in the rain
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| Lord, come, please come, like the rain
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| I’m not afraid anymore, let it come
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| Lord, let it pour, Your Love is like the rain |