I guess the sun's still shining,

And I guess the wind blows soft.

But to me the rain is pouring,

And the clouds have yet to stop.

I used to think that there were no troubles,

The worst was just a small cut.

But now I have a hurricane,

And it will never stop.

I guess the birds still sing,

And I guess the sky's still blue.

But to me the sky grows darker.

And the cold has yet to leave too.

I used to think there were no lies,

And thoughts were filled with joy.

But now I have a tornado,

Playing with me like a toy.

The rain has hit me on each side,

And I've stumbled more than once.

Now I'm in a deep, deep hole

And I can't seem to climb out.