Everybody wants me sad,
Everybody wants my mood bad,
Everybody is happy for my sadness,
Never ask about my moody madness,
Everybody needs my tears,
Everyday, for months and years,
I wonder,
If they ever want me tender,
If they ever feel my anger,
If they ever fear my thunder,
If they ever want me happy ?
But I think they should pay,
And taste some of my anger,
To be happy for my tears,
To be glad for my sadness,
I will make the earth flood,
Take their soul and blood,
But I'm kind to keep it thus,
So let the stars and the moon,
The sun and the flowers bloom,
While my rain drops vanish,
After the clouds banish,
I will be the same blue sky,
The same blue sky,
But with a rainbow.*
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