Rain کے بول

When the day comes You wish it dark Life's black window of Your soul When the day comes You wish I'm dead Black temptation in Your head When Your lies come I wish You're gone The pulse of Your veins under ice When I look into Your heart I find a desert where You let hot rain falling burn I'm walking down this dying land step by step, walk for walk The autumn rain rains on my life drop for drop, tear for tear When the day comes You wish it dark Life's black window of Your soul Let the hot rain falling burn Tell Your heart it has to learn Let the hot rain falling burn Keep Your thoughtful land alive