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Á¦¸ñ: Waiting For The Rain
°¡¼ö: Meja


she picks her flowers in the garden
paints her toenails candy red
after five she pours herself a glass of wine
as sheA¢¥s thinking, so this is it
california makes her lonely
talking to the friends back home
but she knows itA¢¥s just a passing cloud of gray
shes right here were she belongs

[chorus]
itA¢¥s allright, itA¢¥s allright
itA¢¥s ok, itA¢¥s ok
sheA¢¥s a flower waiting for the rain

she runs the canyon in the morning
and smells the dusty yellow sand
brings home a coffee from the countrystore
before she turns left on wonderland
touching the skyline in the evening
with a humble healing hand
and reflections from the headlights of the cars
among the fallen angels and shooting stars

[chorus]
itA¢¥s allright, itA¢¥s allright
itA¢¥s ok, itA¢¥s ok
sheA¢¥s a flower waiting for the rain
and in time, and in time
winds will change, winds will change
sheA¢¥s a flower waiting for the rain

she prays for scilence in the night time
a perfect place to be alone
sheA¢¥s looking up at the sky
and wishing for the rain to come down

[bridge]
and sheA¢¥s waiting for the rain, looking for a sign,
walking on the slippery memories made of ice
being a survivour for a day
and sheA¢¥s looking for a way out, letting go
leaving all the random thoughts
cuz there aint no point in crying anyway

and sheA¢¥s waiting for the rain to just come down
to just calm down

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Waiting For The Rain
Meja



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