I've been out there in this wicked worldnAnd it pulls me under sometimesnAnd I can't say I’ve had many daysnThat it has not messed with my mindnnEverybody's searching for the end of the rainbownI'm just trying to smell the rainnAnd every joy it seems to be wrapped up in sorrownBehind every pleasure there's been a touch of painnBut I will remainnnHighs and lowsnUps and downsnHeavenly highs and crashing groundsnBut you walk a mile in my worn out shoesnWalk yourself right through my bluesnnEverybody's searching for the end of the rainbownI'm just trying to smell the rainnAnd every joy it seems to be wrapped up in sorrownBehind every pleasure there's been a touch of painnBut I will remainnnEverybody's searching for the end of the rainbownI'm just trying to smell the rainnAnd every joy it seems to be wrapped up in sorrownBehind every pleasure there's been a touch of painnBut I will remain