It was raining when he was bornThe sun shined for herMad at the worldHer arms spread openA glareAndA smileNever understand
And so they grow
So they change
But some things stay the sameWhy is she so happy?How can he be mad?Left alone they
Start to understandAnd so they grow
Shining old ladyAnd
Raining old man
And so they grow
So they change
But some things stay the sameWhy is she so happy?How can he be mad?Left alone they
Start to understandAnd so they grow
Shining old ladyAnd
Raining old man
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