tell me why
beauty's always distracted by pain
tell me why
we repeat our mistakes time and time again
tell me why
problems fade on thoughts of a fleeing train
tell me why
all that is good always seems to be slain
tell me why
we always want more than we need
tell me why
our thoughts are poisoned by jealousy and greed
tell me why
if it's so much harder to ask than it is to plead
then tell me why
others always find themselves biting the hand that feeds
tell me why
these questions are here for us to ask
tell me why
our future deems less important than our past
tell me why
we dwell on events that's left us bruised
tell me why
it's so painful to let go of past abuse
so ask yourself why
a part of you dies
with each passing pain...
then a part of you grows stronger
like the boldness of that silver-lined cloud
beyond the thunder and rain