Red Umbrella
Written by Astrid Sars

Here you are, in my life
Pure and gold, old and wise
And your hand, warm and strong
Finding a way to be,
Pulling the strings and see
Is it all, puppets play
Or is it meant to be

I stroll along and hope to see a glimpse of you and me,
Along the sidewalk in a window on a rainy afternoon
Looking down to see the puddle at my feet

The alcoholic on the street just for a smile
He gave us his umbrella his crooked red umbrella
We’re walking in the rain you and I

Oh I love, Oh I love
The rain on a warm spring day
Your willingness to share my joy and pain

The rain has stopped I find a place to dance now
To dance away the fear that kept me small
Your hand in mine has saved me from slipping
Slipping from the track that I call home

Oh I love, Oh I love
The rain on a warm spring day
Your willingness to share my joy and pain

Without your love it would be different
This rainy day would seem so sad
The alcoholic in the street I would ignore him
But feel his pain nevertheless

Your love transforms each single action
Your love becomes my love for you
I want this day to last forever
Your skin and soul this memory

Oh I love, Oh I love
The rain on a warm spring day
Your willingness to share my joy and pain