Dar Williams - The beauty of the rain

And you know the light is ^Ffading all too ^Csoon You're just ^Gtwo umbrellas ^Fone late after^Amnoon You don't ^Fknow the next thing you will ^Csay This ^Fis your favourite kind of ^Cday It has no ^Emwalls The beauty ^Amof the rain Is how it ^Ffalls, how it ^Gfalls, how it ^Cfalls

And there's ^Gnothing wrong, but ^Fthere is something ^Cmore And some^Gtimes you wonder ^Fwhat you love her ^Amfor She ^Fsays you've known her deepest ^Cfears 'Cause she's ^Fshown you a box of stained-glass ^Ctears It can't be^Em all The truth a^Ambout the rain Is how it ^Ffalls, how it ^Gfalls, how it ^Cfalls

But ^Fwhen she gave you more to ^Cfind You ^Flet her think she'd lost her ^Cmind And ^Amthat's ^Fall on ^Amyou Feeling ^Emhelpless if she ^Fasked for help Or ^Amscared you'd have to ^Fchange yourself

And you ^Gcan't deny this ^Froom will keep you ^Cwarm You can ^Glook out of your ^Fwindow at the ^Amstorm But you ^Fwatch the phone and hope it ^Crings You'll ^Ftake her any way she ^Csings Or how she^Em calls The beauty o^Amf the rain Is how it ^Ffalls, how it ^Gfalls, how it ^Cfalls How it ^Ffalls, how it ^Gfalls, how it ^Cfalls