Yes, I don’t know where we’re going,
But I know a place,
And I’m afraid to ask you,
Do you want to go there?
The rain is falling,
And the words are falling off,
Im scared, I’m scared to show you me,
The puddles blurred like we…
Under an umbrella, we trudge,
The long wet road
Ahead are houses with lighted majesty.
Oh oh oh,
Do you want to go
To the place where I know,
Believe me belive me,
Everything is gonna be alright,
Because my love is purer than the night,
And the rain, the rain can’t break our bones our soul…
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