These are the place I was so sure I'd find him
I've looked in the pages
And I've looked down on my knees
I've lifted my eyes in expectation
To se the Sun still refusing to shine, but

Sometimes he comes in the clouds
Sometimes his face cannot be found
Sometimes he comes in the clouds
Sometimes his face cannot be found
Sometimes the sky is dark and gray but some things can only be known
And sometime our faith can only grow
When we can't see So, sometimes he comes in the clouds

Sometimes I see me, a sailor out on the ocean
So brave and so sure as long as the skies are clear
But when the clouds start to gather

I whatch my faith turn to fear, but—

Sometimes he comes in the rain
And he question the pain
And wonder why God can seen so far away
But time will show us
He was right there with us, and