Umbrella

The rain has poured for years and the wind has blown me away in a different direction every time,
A new storm appears and the rain comes down again but this time to help me cry it out,
And as the tears run down my face the rain begins to show its place,
And as it's rained on me for years,
I haven't had an umbrella to help me see my way through,
So I continued my way with some cloudy days.
When the winds of change blew through,
I didn't understand why again?
Now I'm facing my fears,
Now I am facing all the reasons the rain is here,
And when the rain began to pour,
An umbrella appears at my door,
Then the questions piled up,
I realized I am being shown a different direction,
And that's when the rain turned into you.
So let it rain, let it pour,
That's what my umbrella's for.