Looking Outside the Window

Maybe when I look outside the window
I can see past the gentle rain
Sliding down the glass – quiet and slow
Travelling down the same old path each day

Maybe when I look outside the window
I can look past the smudges and grime
Through the dirty past and what has grown old
See the better things that might be written in life

Maybe when I look outside the window
I can turn and let the sun warm my face just a bit
Maybe that’s the way to make my soul glow
For once feel some happiness that I can admit

Maybe when I look outside the window
I might see something that will give us hope
Something true and good that we don’t know yet
Something to make it easier for us to cope

Maybe when I look outside the window
I don’t have to look inside my heart
I can watch the trees bend as the wind blows
Pretend that every second I’m not falling apart