When you know the day is ending all too soon 
You're just two umbrellas one late afternoon 
You never know what you will say 
This is your favorite kind of day 
It has no walls, the beauty of the rain 
Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls 

And there's nothing wrong but there is something more 
And sometimes you wonder what you love her for 
She says you've known her deepest fears 
'Cause she showed you a box of stained-glass tears 
It can't be all, the truth about the rain 
Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls 

But when she gave you more to find 
You let her think she'd lost her mind 
And that's all on you 
Feeling helpless if she asked for help 
Or scared you'd have to change yourself 

And you can't deny this room will keep you warm. 
You can look out of your window at the storm 
But you watch the phone and hope it rings 
You'll take her any way she sings 
Or how she calls, the beauty of the rain 
Is how it falls, how it falls, how it falls 
How it falls, how it falls, how it falls