I was so sincere.
I see more clearly now.
I, trust new friends just like,
I can throw them.
Fading traces of a, future leader.
A summer squatting,
I know I wonć° see them round next year.
And this is all over my head.
And this is all over my head.
Rain, itćŻ rain again, rain,
down on my parade.
IćŚ wrong, youćŽe right.
ItćŻ not what you would do.
Rain.
Walk one mile in these shoes.
In these careless days,
you know who your friends are.
A saving grace.
A time to remember,
what youćłe taken,
and who you took from.
TherećŻ no, mistaking,
what you give is what you get.
And this is all over my head.
And this is all over my head.
Rain, itćŻ rain again, rain,
down on my parade.
IćŚ wrong, youćŽe right.
ItćŻ not what you would do.
Rain.
Walk one mile in these shoes.
Change of Red Guard, every summer.
They are handing, the park over.
An ideal, idealistic.
ItćŻ not real,
itćŻ, just a trick.
Rain.
Play a judge.
All you want to.
It makes no difference to me.
ItćŻ raining again.
ItćŻ raining again.
ItćŻ raining again.