The sun, the rain, the wind, and clouds
Of white and silver gray
You'll always want as friends of yours
To strengthen you each day.





The sun will brighten every day
And turn your world to gold.
The rain will wash your cares away
And heal your heart and soul.





The wind blows hard against your fears
And keeps your courage strong.
The clouds float high to lift your hopes
When everything goes wrong.





The sun, the rain, the wind, and clouds,
Such friends are very rare
These friends you hope to always have
When no one else will care.