Observed From A Window

Outside a swirling tempest
Fills the morning sky;
Inside this tiny building
I'm safe and warm and dry.

Out on the horizon
Blue sky coming through.
Soon the clouds will break apart
The sun will come out too.

Bit I see much more beauty
In the thunder and the rain.
The sun for me is far too bright
And blue sky far to plain.

But the winds scatter the clouds away
The tempest soon is gone
Oh how I wish to be outside
And dance among the storm.