When you know the day is ending all too soon

You're just two umbrellas one late afternoon

You never know what you will say

This is your favorite kind of day

It has no walls, the beauty of the rain

Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls



And there's nothing wrong but there is something more

And sometimes you wonder what you love her for

She says you've known her deepest fears

'Cause she showed you a box of stained-glass tears

It can't be all, the truth about the rain

Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls



But when she gave you more to find

You let her think she'd lost her mind

And that's all on you

Feeling helpless if she asked for help

Or scared you'd have to change yourself



And you can't deny this room will keep you warm.

You can look out of your window at the storm

But you watch the phone and hope it rings

You'll take her any way she sings

Or how she calls, the beauty of the rain

Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls

How it falls, how it falls, how it falls