Always,I think what else do you want from me.
Have you ever heard her song singing with tears.
Why is everything the same as old time.
She’s crying for the sadness.
Tomorrow’s sins may bring.
Dark days are coming one by one.
The winter rains will be much colder and black.
People need some reason to believe.
I don’t know about anyone but me.
Don’t make the wrong seem right.
The future isn’t just one night.
Raindrops are falling on my head.