It will rain until the skynIs blue in the facenSo the parade had to be postponednAnd the balloons cling to empty streetsnAnd I feel like I've been pulled out of the groundnAnd placed in a vasenIf I look down I can't see my feetnBut I can see my facenAnd I look worriednI look worried my friendsnWhen will the rain stop fallingnAnd when will the sun rise again?nnYou can dream about the rainbownWhile you're standing behind the glassnIt's easy to tap on the windownAnd pray that it won't lastnWhile the dogs are drowning in the rainnOr else wandering displacednTrying to retrace all their stepsnBut their steps have been erasednAnd they look worriednThey look worried about themnWhen will the rain stop fallingnAnd when will the sun rise again?nnOld man Noah he went fishingnWith the ones he loved the mostnThe rest of us went swimmingnIn circles around his boatnSo of course the parade had to be postponednBut we watched the balloons ascendnThough we all know that they explodenAs they get closer to HimnAnd it makes me worriednIt makes me worried my friendsnWhen will the rain stop fallingnAnd when will the sun rise again?