it is starting to rain -
but will the tears of
the heavens saturate
the scorching drought
of my pain
nothing's quite thesame -
when gloom bathes
the earth and
when our angels simply
refuse to remain
are my prayers all in vain? -
when i beg the skies for
warmth and sun but
poured a crying shame
am i to be blamed? -
when once she came
to warm me up
yet still i begged for rain
so finally it came
the end of our short beginning
emotions fade to nothing
paradise is unforgiving
now that its starting to rain.