don't think the rain
can wash this away
this wound is too deep
to heal now
don't worry about me
I'll paint on my smile
this world is too shallow
to drown me
there is the moon hanging low
I see that wonderful orange glow
smiling at me straight through the rain
that old comfort I know keeps calling
I wish that the night
would swallow this day
and the clouds wouldn't steal
the moon from me
but the rain starts to fall
the moon fades away
this wound is too deep
to heal now
where is the moon hanging low
I miss that wonderful orange glow
smiling at me straight through the rain
that old comfort I know keeps calling

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