The clouds are clearing far away, a blank new page

But you cannot seem to find a way to start again

The sun was breaking through the clouds yesterday

But it never seems to dry out all your old mistakes

(Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh)

The sleepless nights that people pass for you

The pain of being saddled with the weight of truth

It's something I take in my stride, walking blue

With the fear and guilt of starting to resent what I can't do

To lift your head up from that big wooden desk

To catch what's left of summer now

To feel that warmth that you've not often felt

Wish there was some way we could help

One sky with clouds full of snow and one of rain

And I think our love and friendship sometimes toll on you the same

That burning wish to know and fight the pain

And shape the clouds into faces that could make them smile again

To salvage something good from such a mess

To join the dots between the good days

To feel that warmth instead of nothing less

Wish there was some way we could help

Wish there was some way we could help

But the part to change is locked inside yourself