180 Rain کے بول

If you are counting down the hours til you sleep You might be wide awake, but wading in too deep In the morning light, you can find your way from here As the Eastern sky begins to reappear You can't stop the rain / let me off this plane Normally, I'm not the first one to complain Are you happy now? Did I make you smile? Would you hold me for a while? (Generally, I'm not the kind of guy who likes to kiss and tell; but everyone wants to know the story - oh well, oh well.) When the nighttime comes and you try to fall asleep You're so unhappy what you did to me Snowball rolls down the mountain side A catastrophe is happening tonight You never tried to see my side so now I simply turn away 180 degrees Look in the mirror, please Who would you like to be tomorrow?