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When I was wandering in the desert. And was searching for the truth |
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I heard a choir of angels calling out my name. I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again |
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I turned my face towards the barren sun |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me. And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves. |
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And the cracks in our lives like the cracks upon the ground. They are sealed and are now washed away |
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You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears..... |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me. And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves. |
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And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives. They are sealed and now far away |
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You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change |
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You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain |
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You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears..... |
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And I know of the pain that you feel the same as me. And I dream of the rain as it falls upon the leaves. |
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And the cracks in the ground like the cracks are in our lives. They are sealed and now far away |