Sometimes Love
Márcio Buzelin
Sometimes love is like a clear day
And you can almost see forever
When the skies are overcast
With threatining clouds of never
Like a blanket they descend
Bringing chilly winds of sorrow
As the land of love grows dim
You can't even see tomorrow
Come the storms of disappointment
Come the rains of deep dispair
Howling winds of desperation
There's no shelter anywhere
Then the storm begins to weaken
Slow at first, but finally dies
Suddenly you see tomorrow
As you do you realize
Sometimes love is like a clear day
And you can almost see forever