When the wind is warm, and the sun is bright.
But when the skies are a threatening gloom,
Then it`s me who has to be the light.
I am so happy when the luck is in gain,
When the joy is shining within every face.
But when the life is a miserable pain,
Then it`s me who has to be the grace.
I am so happy when the life is like a card,
All pink, with a rose, a heart, and a dove.
But when it gets cruel, loveless and hard,
Then it`s me who has to be the love.