Breathing, it once was so easy
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Now I’m torn between the sky and the water that climbs up
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And drowns me in sleep
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I remember, the moon caught in the trees
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The stars would fall and dance from branch to branch
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And watch me believe, hey, summer follows fall
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When I’m watching the rain
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Melt my window away
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Will You hold me here in Your arms
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When I’m sinking in pain
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And I’m thinking love’s late
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Will You hold me here in the night
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Constants, always change their mind
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All is so sublime then I blink and I find
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That it’s written in rain
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Oh after, is the sweetest smell of spring
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Years and years before I could see past the storm
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But it’s harder now, believing that summer follows fall
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(Repeat Chorus)
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Rain
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| Stryper |
