اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Sorry I am for the hurt I caused, I caused
Grieving I still do over careless words
As I move freely to another place
The debris I left behind comes back into my day
Out of time disconnected plagued by senses sweet desire
Out of time deluded I plunged my hand into the motherload of love
In the rain calling on his name, I call, yes, I call
In the rain falling on my shame it falls, yes, it falls
Life picked me up this morning and thrust me to the world
Like a child I'm hurtled forward
Dreaming things anew, sights I see sound true
All the places, open faces gracing everything I view
