Sometimes I feel like I'm dying at dawn

and sometimes I'm warm as fire

But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain

and it goes over, and over, and over again, yeah



Too many flames, with too much to burn

and life's only made of paper

Oh, how I need to be free of this pain

but it goes over, and over, and over, and over again



Yeah, sometimes I cry for the lost and alone

and for their dreams that will all be ashes

But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain

and it goes over, and over, and over, and over again



(Over)

(Over)