I love the rain the tears heaven cries for I cannot cry myself I gaze at the rain and the pleasure pierces through my mind
The fall that sweeps away all woes off my troubled brow
In waiting my hopes lie hope to pass on my thorned crown
to another king of nothingness to rule the court that suffocates their heirs
My soul wasn't worth much when I sold it to become someone Now all I have is a poor man's crown
They said he bought respect one couldn't earn in a lifetime They chased him down and drove their envy through his heart
They found no glory there, no wealth and no honor Only a tired man holding on to his smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
