It's a pretty day, but pretty days don't mean much anymore,
She's got her hand up against the sun to keep her eyes from getting sore,
She dresses in black when she really wants to dazzle the world,
Yeah, she's just that kind of girl…

You're the rainbow caught outside in the thunderstorm,
You've got all the colours of the world that no one ever sees,
So you pulled on a rain jacket and hid inside yourself,
Stick with me and I promise I'll make you see,
That you're everything good and right in the world,
And that's exactly what you were meant to be.

So she's with her friends, but she's zoning out again,
Wondering why she can't fly away, she's staring at the ocean,
The way the sun dances on the water, it has caught her eyes,
I swear to God one day, this girl's gonna have to realize…

You're the rainbow caught outside in the thunderstorm,
You've got all the colours of the world that no one ever sees,
So you pulled on a rain jacket and hid inside yourself,
Stick with me and I promise I'll make you see,
That you're everything good and right in the world,
And that's exactly what you were meant to be.

She likes the pretty things of the world-- like stars on an open night,
She's a pacifist by the way, it's not in her nature to ever fight,
She spends so much time looking down, music in her head,
Lyrics running 'round and 'round, from morning to evening and back again,
She says she doesn't like romance, but maybe it's just jealousy,
And if the sky has to fall down before it happens, I swear she's gonna see…

You're the rainbow caught outside in the thunderstorm,
You've got all the colours of the world that no one ever sees,
So you pulled on a rain jacket and got lost trying to keep it all out,
You bite your lip and your tongue and your hands, when all you wanna do it shout,
You've got self esteem issues so you probably won't think this is about you,
But you know what? It is,
I'm not the perfect friend, but I can give you this…