I’m looking for a friend to hold the door
It’s cold outside when I don’t know where to find
A sheltered place secluded from the race
Of this old life
And as I walked out in the down poor with no raincoat
I was soaked down to the bone from head to toe
Without my raincoat, anywhere I may go
I still get wet somehow
I found that friend, He’s with me till the end
He’s promised me that he won’t forsake His own
And when a promise never ends
It can only mean one thing… it’s from above
Now I walk out in the down poor with my raincoat
And after all is said and done, He’s still the One
With my raincoat, anywhere I may go I know I’m all right