Diane Hine - Roses are... lyrics

The sun looks over my shoulder and shines on distant rain. Every drop reflects a rainbow stain. Red hangs lowest. Red as a rose may be. Red's warmer waves relax too long to see. Highest flung is violet. Indigo floats on blue, but Violets may choose to blend these hues. As each raindrop falls, red through violet flashes by and so the inverted spectrum tints grey sky. Violets, red roses, a rainbow's fresh debut, have undeniable charm and so do you.