See you in the rain
30Even though she said it wasn’t black
When she came it became cracked
She opened the door to find it black
Filled with all those unwanted facts
She
Would see her name
Filled with dark black paint
Tryna be plain
Darling, don’t be lame
And I’ll
Stand with my head high
And my tears dry
Get along with life
Hmmm….
They might say your a jerk
Fighting for your life, it hurts
Seeing the rain it hurts
Why are you stuck?
Boards of you and him are plastered
Along the road, laughter heard
Go like it doesn’t hurt
While you end up in rain
Keep your head high, and my tears dry
Fighting for life
Yeah
I’ll again see you in rain
You saw the door of your life
When you saw the crimson light
Of your father you’ll cry
Get your tears dry
Put all your ingredients in rain
Swallowing all here
He might be a jerk
But why would you be in rain?
Oh
I see you in rain
Oh
With all black paint
Oh
Horrendous screams of pain
Darling, don’t you go to rain
Words: Masha Wickramarathna
