LYRIC

Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?

Time passes softly and I'm a day older
What's till I live in days gone by?
Ashes to ashes, the rain's turning colder
Finding tomorrow, the ashes, the rain and I

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