Flower in the rain...

You are the one, there’s no one else
Who lifts me up and gives me water from the well
But there’s a hole that seems to drain it all away
And once again I’m left in fear and doubt
When all my strength is crying out

So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain?


The evil wind, (ooh) it blows a storm to rock my world (aah)
Just when think I’m safe and warm
I’m led astray far too easily
It’s always hard for me to say I’m wrong,
Until I know I can’t go on

So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain?

Lord, you have searched me and know
When I sleep and when I rise
You’re familiar with all my ways
Even the darkness will shine
Like the day when you look into my heart

So, here I am again
Willing to be opened up and broken like a flower in the rain
Tell me what have I to do to die and then be raised,
To reach beyond the pain like a flower in the rain,

[Jaci Velasquez / Written by Chris Eaton]