Pale moon rises above the city,
Shining through the evening haze.
Streetlights drawing shadows
Across forgotten days.
Every window holds a story,
Every face a little pain.
And every broken heart tonight,
Is dancing with the rain.
But there is salvation tonight,
Burning through the fading light.
Every wound and all the pain
Will be made whole once again.
It will come through the darkness,
Like a prayer without a name.
And the silence in their spirit
Will never be the same.
It will find them in the shadows,
Where the lonely hearts remain.
Like a hand that reaches gently
Through the cold and endless rain.
It will whisper soft and steady,
Through the noise and through the strain:
“You are seen and you are cherished,
You are not your past or pain.”
So let the rain keep falling
On this city, on this plain.
For a light is slowly dawning
Where broken hearts were lost in pain.
And when morning breaks upon them,
Washing clean the night\'s dark stain,
Every heart that danced with sorrow
Will have learned to dance again.