When the rain comes, it seems that everyone has gone away. When the night falls you wonder if you shouldn't find someplace, to run and hide, escape the pain, but hiding's such a lonely thing to do. I can't stop the rain, from falling down on you again, I can't stop the rain, but I will hold you 'til it goes away. When the rain comes, you blame it on the things that you have done. When the storm fades, you know that rain must fall on everyone, So rest awhile, it'll be alright, cause no one loves you like I do. When the rain comes, I will hold you.
-Third Day
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