When shadows follow and silhouettes surround.
When rain drops fall, drip and bound.
When knees are heavy nestled in ground.
When heads are low and in tears you drowned.
Like the shape of the clouds that brought the rain.
How many of them have tears retained?
And so we must share our pain...
For it is certain there is tears in the rain.
Your not alone it is a cycle of pain.
Without the sensitive what forecast for society will remain?
So, if you feel alone and drained.
Remember there is someone who feels the same.
Opening up does not bring shame.
Your intitled to feel a little insane.
Call me crazy but the skies cry.
Especially when another says goodbye.
So, lets live under this marvellous sky.
And wait for the new horizon to meet those weary eyes.
Love yourself as lonely as you may feel. There is a kindred spirit waiting to be found. And remember sometimes we laugh and cry...