Blue skies, a gentle rain has washed away yesterday worries.
No anger, there's no blame, the love in our hearts set us free again.

Would you say life is water?
It's noisy timid and strange.
Maybe when we're older, it's calming down, but never aging.

I know I let you down, but eventually everyone's bound to.
But we all do the best we can, and sometimes we all need a hand.

It's easy to be wrong,
less trouble to stay away, easy to escape,
less trouble to stay silent.

The pain in my heart won't be long,
won't be long, no the
pain in my heart won't be long, won't be long.

We've come a long way, we've seen hard times,
but through it all we stood tall, side by side.
And together we still stand, and the love in our hearts set us free again.

You know when we get angry, we're children, forgetting what we've seen.
And every little worry seems bigger than happiness could be.

Blue skies, a gentle rain, make the truth seem so simple and plain.
'Cause we all do the best we can,
and sometimes we all need a hand.