Instead...

Instead of walking through the rain Last night, I found myself flying I had wings, I felt no pain, I watched the sky crying. Instead of me, I saw you in my mirror I touched your face, kissed your eyes, They\'re blue never been more clearer, I felt like flying over seven skies. Instead of seeing, I felt the storm Touching my face, my hair, my arms I turned around, I felt the rain, warm, The clouds were melting, in the grass.