Rain کے بول

We purge ourselves Of the filth we gathered in our time apart Aim your fine tuned words directly at my vacant beating heart Forever embedded in your head We stand beneath storms in attempt to rinse our skin We call upon the rain to wash away all of our unwelcomed mistakes Absently procuring all the air around us In hopes that it will fit into our lungs Devoted to the sequence to drain my veins Your breath will grace my body once again (We stand beneath storms) Guard your heart from gaining a sense That leads your eyes To gaze back into mine We stand beneath storms in attempt to rinse our skin In attempt to rinse our skin (In attempt) We stand beneath storms in attempt to rinse our skin We call upon the rain to wash away all of our unwelcomed mistakes Forever embedded in your head This lucid home will fit me well Forever in your head This lucid home will fit me well (Forever in your head) Forever in your head