The rain falls on your days

giving you a reason for mysterious ways

behind doors the darkness falls

you pour a cup of cofee, and get talking walls



But you can blame it on me

and the person you thought I wanted you to be

but dont you blame it on love

cause you will regret it then, and from now on.



Besides from days gone by

hours seem so slow you think youll surely die

you decide to call up a friend

when she doesnt answer you are close to the end...