| A.M.A. By: Ellen |
| Fly over me white-winged dove! And when it rains, it only rains on me. Why? Whay does it rain? How? How how can this be? The sandess turns to sorrow that turns to grief So let the rain come down on me Why? Why does it rain? And, how...how could this be? Sleep tonight And live in Heaven's light! Let the thunder pass on rain! So let it fall on me again! Come inside While passing through the night! Let the lightning show its strength And let it rain over me again! Fly away through the evening sky So the rain can fall on me Why? Why does it rain? How? How can this be? |
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