You Are Like The Rain © 2006 by Clint Anglin Your beauty is a secret to you, But it is so clear to me: A beacon bright in the dark of night, For this lost ship at sea. The sound of your voice Is like the sparrow's song; The golden light in your eyes Is like the sky at dawn. You are a path through the wilderness, A fire when the world is cold, You are food for the hunger in my soul. When my heart is desert dry And filled with searing pain, You are a cool gentle rain; You are like the gentle falling rain. I have no wish for fortune, No desire for power or fame; I have all I want or need When you softly speak my name. Every time I see your face My cares simply float away On the river of forgetfulness To the sea of yesterday. You are a path through the wilderness, A fire when the world is cold, You are food for the hunger in my soul. When my heart is desert dry And filled with searing pain, You are the cool gentle rain; You are like a gentle falling rain. For you I will be a crystal mirror So your beauty you can know; I will be a mountain fortress Where you can always go. When you are sad and lonely I will come to hold your hand; When you're adrift upon the ocean, I will be dry land. You are a path through the wilderness, A fire when the world is cold, You are food for the hunger in my soul. When my heart is desert dry And filled with searing pain, You are a cool gentle rain; You are like the gentle falling rain.
