Here comes the ground, I see it now I'm coming down, all by myself On the sand, I walk again Through this land of rain of rain, of rain, of rain
Here comes the ground, I see it now I'm coming down, all by myself On the sand, I walk again Through this land of rain Of rain, of rain, of rain
Prevod: Feeder. Rain.
I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for
Yes I miss you like the rain Falling softly on a summer's day. I know you feel the same. I fought to keep you. Yes I miss you like the rain Falling sweetly
that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant for any words The rust that I feed, that I grow Resistant