Here comes the rain;
Washing away my pain.
Making me feel so relieve,
Giving me reasons to believe.
Who do you expect to pay;
For my cold summer day?
For me, who's willing to cry?
I know no one, but the grieving sky.
Angels' tears continue to fall.
Melancholy rises to call.
As the rain embraces me,
Whispering "do not worry."
The pouring raindrops in my palm;
Is keeping my aching heart calm.
My lonely eyes can now hide its tears.
My sorrow can now vanish without fears.
As angels' tears continue to fall.
Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 10:44 PM UTC
Here comes the rain;
Washing away my pain.
Making me feel so relieve,
Giving me reasons to believe.
Who do you expect to pay;
For my cold summer day?
For me, who's willing to cry?
I know no one, but the grieving sky.
Angels' tears continue to fall.
Melancholy rises to call.
As the rain embraces me,
Whispering "do not worry."
The pouring raindrops in my palm;
Is keeping my aching heart calm.
My lonely eyes can now hide its tears.
My sorrow can now vanish without fears.
As angels' tears continue to fall.
"I love standing in the dark, cause no one can see me crying."
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