After You
What was happiness before you came? I find through rain and sad songs. After you, It's been sunshine and storm, But never alone. And I am grateful. The way your hand fits mine, The way our fingers intertwined; It was a steady hold. It was that storm that hit us, In ways we didn't think, We were naked; Unprepared. A hand that reaches out, Without a hand to hold; It was not long until it rains and sad songs. Now I stand alone again. Find me where it rains, I'd take the same road with you, Even for a thousand years, I'd do it all again. I'd still choose you.