Some days the rain may fall
And stall the plans you made and all will seem a waste
But do you come around
Trees are falling endlessly
You’ll find that you are a little more to me
The highest times the greatest falls
The rhyming lines of past will soon distort
I’d call for help but I am fine
The blinding rain was only in my thoughts
And all the memories will fade, and time will breathe again
Of that I’m sure
My soul is hurt but it remains
And answers come from more than strains of thoughts
And I am home inside my skin
And trust was all I needed to begin
I am alone besids the wind
But calm are those who’v answered from within
Some days the rain may fall and stall the plans you made
And all will seem a waste
But do you come around
Trees are falling endlessly
You’ll find that you are a little more to me
But you are coming round
You are coming round