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| The Rain The rain outside is falling The thunder is having its say Through it all I can feel your pulse beating Though you�re a thousand miles away Thoughts of you weigh heavy on my mind Tin roofs echo the raindrops of pain Thin emotions shed salted drops of a different kind They trace the soul to the lips, taste bittersweet, in loves name Time for the rain, to wash away, make a new start The lyric of time will drive you insane Take the blood mixed with pain Toke the life if you let it drain it all, from the heart Thick and thin, you cannot win The answer like the question is sad but true Think twice before you utter a word my friend There is rain and pain; the rest will have to come from you Copyright � 2001 Dennis Hicks All Rights Reserved by Author |
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