Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
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Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
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Wonder if I'll see my home again
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Will it be dry tomorrow?
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Time passes softly and I'm a day older
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But still I m living days gone by
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Ashes to ashes, the rain's turning colder
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Finding tomorrow, the ashes, the rain and I
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Ashes The Rain And I
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| James Gang |
