Lyric

Is it going to rain?

Maybe I can cry out loud now

Everyone will think it’s just raindrops

Not tears… right?

Or maybe… nobody really cares

After the rain, the mist looks so beautiful

Alone, I’m fine being just myself

No one on the streets cares about my mess

Yet I still search their eyes for some solace

I have so little talent to share my pain

Even with tears falling, I can see who remains

Does every person have their own little window?

Watching me fade into silence from afar

I don’t want to say who won or who lost

Even victory leaves just half a heart

Your smiling face slowly turns cold

And you keep writing sorrow over and over

I don’t want to ask about promises made

Even winners cannot hold on forever

Your smiling face retreats with quiet grace

Turning the past into ripples of water and light

I have so little talent to share my pain

Even with tears falling, I can see who remains

Does every person have their own little window?

Watching me fade into silence from afar

I don’t want to say who won or who lost

Even victory leaves just half a heart

Your smiling face slowly turns cold

And you keep writing sorrow over and over

(Over and over, writing sorrow…)

The rain falls…

But it feels like my tears

Keep painting the world

Even if no one sees