Testo The Rainy Days

looks like rain
fell off the horse again
and I curse the selfish pride that came before
feels like rain
this melancholy mood I'm in
as I watch the empty glass that's landing on the floor

sweet Jesus hold us when we're hurting and lost, let us find your way

cause we all feel the pain
we're all waiting for the day
while the here and now keeps dragging on
and we all hide away
under canopies of grace
to keep us on the rainy days
they will keep us on the rainy days

looks like rain
can't find my faith again
and I'm sure I had it not an hour ago
feels like rain
I'm falling sideways with the wind all the while believing I am not alone

sweet Jesus hold us when we're hurting
and lost, let us find your way