The Rain

Everyday is another day,

sit back as you hear the rain,

hitting the windows but u never know ,

where your going to go.

 

It's time like this you don't have to be afraid,

everything in the world is something that never changes,

what am I to do what am I to say.

 

This world is crazy, crazy,

I am blinded by the light,

what do you say.

 

Shadows don't know why,

as ur standing on the edge,

contiplating as you try.

 

I Don't want to let go,

i don't want this year to be cold,

but the rain pouring down,

shows me no one knows.

 

i'm not afraid to say these things to you,

because the tears in my eyes,

are the dream that dont come true.

 

You know when to say these things I know

ive done,

writing down in my head,

with the words you have said,

when your holding on to you.

 

rages of the summer time

breathing for the world you sigh.

 

in this world i don't know,

oh and this smile i seem low,

i got to run away .

 

tell me what the future brings,

is It like a diamond ring,

will I be able to concencratez

will you be there for the same change.

 

will the angels fall down,

will they be there in town,

 

all i want to do is erase the hurt,

I don't want to cry anymore.

 

Everyday is another day,

sit back as you hear the rain,

hitting the windows but u never know ,

where your going to go.

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The rain itself knows what we

The rain itself knows what we often don't. Pity we couldn't ask the rain or would it respond if we did ask?


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