Rain
Dark night, no moon light, you said it's alright,
I wish I could pretend
You'd stand by, in my arms tight, and you'd do right, by my love
Upright, in the dead of night, feel the knife bite,
I lie and say I'm wrong
You'll stand by, those words you said when,
you swore you'd stand with me through good or harm
I gave you four long years
Gave up my blood, sweat and tears
And when I turned my back
your knife had found its mark
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
Blindness, would be a kindness,
wash away the sight that lingers on
Leaving, to build on better lands,
but you can't reap from what you burn
I gave you four long years
Gave up my blood, sweat and tears
And when I turned my back
your knife had found its mark
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
I wish I could pretend
You'd stand by, in my arms tight, and you'd do right, by my love
Upright, in the dead of night, feel the knife bite,
I lie and say I'm wrong
You'll stand by, those words you said when,
you swore you'd stand with me through good or harm
I gave you four long years
Gave up my blood, sweat and tears
And when I turned my back
your knife had found its mark
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
Blindness, would be a kindness,
wash away the sight that lingers on
Leaving, to build on better lands,
but you can't reap from what you burn
I gave you four long years
Gave up my blood, sweat and tears
And when I turned my back
your knife had found its mark
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
Rain is running inside my head,
washing out things you said,
washing them off the edge
Rain is running inside my head,
cleansing me from your mess,
washing you off my bed
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Writer(s): Joel Linton Thorpe
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