Even when the sky begins to fall
I will stay with you;
I will lay with you.
Even when those voices come to call
I’ll be there for you;
I’ll take care of you.
It will turn into a memory tomorrow,
hopeless forfeit of
who I could become.
I would rather have something to laugh at
than be something to laugh at,
so the rain can fall as cold as it pleases,
but it will never be cold enough to deter me
from the open road
now that I have taken the first steps.
Even when the tears begins to fall
I will stay with you;
I will lay with you.
Even when those demons come to call
I’ll be there for you;
I’ll take care of you.
It will turn into reality tomorrow,
honest profit of
who I will become.
Cold Rain
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