Rain Take My Tears
CRIED A FEW DROPS
WHEN I THOUGHT YOU BROKE MY HEART.
I CURSED MYSELF LIKE NO TOMORROW
BECAUSE PAIN MADE ME SO.
I'M AWAKE, NO MORE IN THE DREAMLAND
I FEEL THE BEAT AND EVERY PANG.
IT MAKES A FOOL OUT OF ME,
COZ IT'S HOW THINGS SUPPOSED TO BE.
I SHOULDN'T GO BEYOND
WHAT MY HEART CAN GIVE
AND SHOULD NOT EXPECT MORE THAN
WHAT I CAN RECEIVE.
IN THE END, ITS THE HEART THAT SUFFERS
NOR MAKE THE BRAIN ANY WISER.
BROKEN HEARTS MAY NOT BE REPAIRED
BUT IT CAN BE HEALED. IT IS MAY BE HARD
BUT IT IS POSSIBLE.
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