Happy, sad, laughter, and joy-alone, the color of tears isn't just one.
                                            See, a rainbow is hanging there. I wonder if tomorrow will be sunny.
                                            I pull you close, your shoulders shaking as you cry so hard your breath catches.
                                            It's all right, it's okay to cry; see, believe you're not alone.
                                            
                                            On the bus route, downtown, a little adrift, a small heartbeat-your mules.
                                            Days I can't keep up with, a whirlpool of words and a storm of feelings-fighting and bewildered.
                                            
                                            You're stubborn and strong-willed, overflowing with love more than anyone.
                                            The summer you love has come. Now, lift your head.
                                            
                                            Happy, sad, laughter, and joy-look, the color of tears isn't just one.
                                            Beyond the rainbow, I can see you smiling-tomorrow.
                                            Holding back so much you're about to break, loosen the hold on your shoulders and take a deep breath.
                                            It's all right. It's okay to cry. You know, there are tears that bring relief, too.
                                            
                                            This year's rainy season dragged on-rainy days. Open a big handkerchief to the sky.
                                            The moment the tears spill and are absorbed, a brilliant smile spreads across the bright sky.
                                            
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                                            A side of you no one knows, the part of you I love.
                                            From between the drifting clouds, the summer sun.
                                            
                                            Happy, sad, laughter, and joy-alone, the color of tears isn't just one.
                                            Chase the shining light and rise; let's ride the storm clouds.
                                            Thoughts swirling so tightly you could hardly breathe, far away with tears.
                                            It's all right; it's okay-whatever happens, it's okay. Look, every part of you, my dear, is beloved.
                                            
                                            The summer you love has come.
                                            Now, lift your head.
                                            
                                            Happy, sad, laughter, and joy-alone, the color of tears isn't just one.
                                            Look, a rainbow is hanging there; I wonder if tomorrow will be sunny.
                                            I hug your shoulders as you cry so hard you feel you might collapse.
                                            It's all right, it's okay to cry; look, believe that you're not alone.