Learning to Fly

so she said;
didn't you find your way love ?
were there too many choices to make ?
too many places to turn wrong and get lost
we fought and paid the cost
in days of rain
sweet, sweet rain

so she cried for many different reasons
she forgot herself along the way
now while it's all coming back
she paints her days in black
these days of rain
sweet, sweet rain

let her burn
let her shine
let her fall, learning to fly
so count the days
until we meet
explore the ways of restless feet
one more night gone by

history is always in the making
and times they change for better or worse
still there is one game we all play
and it turns out good one day
in days of snow
cold, cold snow

let her burn
let her shine
let her fall, learning to fly
so count the days
until we meet
explore the ways of restless feet
one more night gone by

let her burn
let her shine
let her fall, learning to fly
so count the days
until we meet
explore the ways of restless feet
one more night gone by

every year's a painting in the making
every hour a lesson to learn
so many faces to forget
so many traces of what's left
in days of sun
my old sun