The Rain Is Coming

The rain is coming, on my life again
Washing everything, I built as a man
Pushing me away, from the start to the end
Stealing everything, I hold in my hand
And you’re not there when I need you
The rain is falling, on my life again
Rushing everything, for me to explain
Missing who you are, trying to forget
There’s a clash in my head to seek to the end
And you’re not there when I need you
And beyond all that, give me your hand
To come hold the light and be yourself
Just speak to me, speak to me
To come hold the light and be yourself