A lover's lost tools
A joke's in the ceiling
A tear's in the floor
I'll go through your window
But never the door
The joke's on me
I'm laughing
I'm all wet
It must be raining
I'm really sorry
I must not have been looking
Seeing and hearing
My eyes meet your ears
Blindly and deafly
I can't hear your fears
I'm jumping to heaven
I'm falling to hell
But grace is my savior
My desert's last well
The joke's on me
I'm laughing
I'm all wet
I must be raining
I'm really sorry
I must not have been looking
Ride the rainbow
Feel the sun
Drink the savior
And become alive
