I try to catch my breath,
but the rain’s drowning my chance of life.
As I look at the sky,
I feel the mist that’s turning into rain..
The silence stops when the raindrops are tapping on the leaves…
The helpless dreams are never true.
They fade away in the frost of the morning..
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But my breath calms
and the sun is shining my chance of life.
And when I look at the sky, it’s blue..
The helpless dreams are true,
when I see you dancing in the rain…
