I'm standin', cryin' in the rain.
I'm thinkin' about tomorrow.
Will there be joy? Will there be pain?
Will I say goodbye to sorrow?
I'm listenin' to the rainfall.
How each drop a story tells.
Each one seems almost painful.
As one by one the gutter swells.
Each raindrop has its own voice.
Each one a distinctive sound.
To most it is just merely noise.
To me, music I have found.
So stop and listen to the rain.
Let it speak to yer heart and soul.
Let it erase the hurt and pain.
Listen close, it'll make ya whole.
Reb
Originally Posted On Site: 2009-09-27 08:34:42
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