Here am I
Standing under heavy skies
Here am I
Waiting for an alibi
Waiting for an alibi
Now I pray
Although I know it's much too late
Now I pray
I'm praying for the clouds to break
I'm praying for the clouds to break
Rain come down
Take away the things I've found
Rain come down and wash it away
Wash it away
Weak and frail
I pounded in a rusty nail
Weak and frail
I fell into a dusty jail
I fell into a dusty jail
Rain come down
Take away the things I've found
Rain come down and wash it away
Wash it away
Weak and frail
I pounded in a rusty nail
Weak and frail
I fell into a dusty jail
I fell into a dusty jail
Rain come down
Take away the things I've found
Rain come down and wash it away
Wash it away
Wash it away...