Let the rain clean my skin
Wash away the thoughts of yesterday
Make me new
The sun rises slowly
And sleep takes me away
A clock without a battery
I'm broken
You cannot tell the heart what to do
But acting without feeling is a sin in itself
Tell me what to do
Wash my skin
Make me new again
Tears burn the cuts of yesterday
And glide over the bruises you don't see
Relight our fire
Help me fix this
Thunder rolls
There's no escaping this storm
Let tomorrow bring sunshine
Wipe yesterday away
Please
Feb 11, 2014
Feb 11, 2014 at 11:16 AM UTC
Let the rain clean my skin
Wash away the thoughts of yesterday
Make me new
The sun rises slowly
And sleep takes me away
A clock without a battery
I'm broken
You cannot tell the heart what to do
But acting without feeling is a sin in itself
Tell me what to do
Wash my skin
Make me new again
Tears burn the cuts of yesterday
And glide over the bruises you don't see
Relight our fire
Help me fix this
Thunder rolls
There's no escaping this storm
Let tomorrow bring sunshine
Wipe yesterday away
Please
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