Whenever It Rains
Whenever it rains the whole world is crying,
for an unknown hope.
The heavens open, the teardrops pour.
And the world’s grief is rectified.
Whenever it rains the whole world is crying,
for an unknown hope.
The heavens open, the teardrops pour.
And the world’s grief is rectified.




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