When all the lights fade away
and all your hopes die in vain
I know that you can make it through
I will still be here with you..
When all your friends have turn you down
and your dreams seems far away
I know that you can make it through
I will still be here with you..
I know that after every rain there's a rainbow
after all the tears, there's smile for you and me
and after all the years that will come and pass between us
There will still be love I know..
There will still be love I know..
When the curtain falls on you
and the cheering crowds are gone..
Even if the sun will never shine again
I know that we can make it through
I will still be here with you..
I know that after every rain there's a rainbow
after all the tears, there's smile for you and me
and after all the years that will come and pass between us
There will still be love I know..
There will still be love I know..

Otherworldly, the way you look at me.
A taciturn nature, the way others see
This time I'll be docile,
and give you an honest answer..
With each question I surrender
With every turn please remember
I am me and you are you..
I am me, I'm true..

Pale as the day
my life has passed..
As slow as a teardrop
I greeted the past..
Though moments come, obviously they go
one more look and they'll be gone I know.
All is lost, a life's defeat
All is lost, the end complete..

Calling winds turns to breeze
embracing the sky and clouds weeping
gentle and silent falling tears
touched the grounds singing..
each drop's a frail beat
subtle echoes through your ears
close your eyes and fall asleep
find the sunshine in your dreams..

Hey, do you think we could change,
and be better men today?
Who cares about that,
the world is rotten anyway..
Have you seen the news?
It's everywhere,
yet people take little effort to care..
Like I said before,
This world is rotten anyway..
Do we count every little good deed we make?
but still ignore the kindness we get along the way..
Well, that's just normal,
This world is rotten anyway..
We wash our hands clean,
and yet commit another sin..
No need to worry,
The world is rotten anyway..
The fact that it is true,
Should I blame you?
But, who cares if it is true or not?
If the world we were in still rot?

Sunday, Monday
full of thunder..
Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday,
a flood of tears..
Friday, Saturday,
I will love you everyday..
and at the end of days,
I will do it once again..

Across the street,
a busy scene
of the daily things
people are doing..
I took a sit,
on a pavement curb
and observe the sight
of the sun so bright
Morning as they call it,
came in once again..