Wishing some aspects of life could be washed clean.
When I view a rainbow through a dirty window pane
Its beauty is diminished by the dusty spots and stain.
It reminds me then to take a look back upon my youth
And view mistakes I made–grievious ones, to tell the truth.

When I got engaged I was supposed to be true
But the landlady wore a gown I could see through.
She said her husband was drunk–would sleep for an hour.
I hoped the shame would wash away when I took a shower.
I’d been married a week before I jumped the fence
As temptation appeared in a Mercedes Benz.
We drove till the the city lights faded from view
And my marriage vows sort of disappeared, too.

If it were just possible to take water and soap
And scrub away misdeeds then I would have hope
That I might come away with something to gain
Seeing a rainbow through a dirty window pane.
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