Against the Rain

thousand nights I'd sit and think to myself
Of how the past [bad word] again
In the night, from the sky
For every drop I feel is some story told
Like a whisper in the wind
The sky will cry my name!
 [bad word] 
Now [bad word] the rain again, falling on me
And how does my heart appear, trapped inside a falling tear
Why does the day go on, knowing I'm alone?
Leaving everything against the rain

In a wonderland of hearts I see
All the water flowing round to the center of peace
On the ocean I'm adrift on the wave
With the shouting of the sky
The rain will cry my name!

BRIDGE:
Do you hear the [bad word] 
Do you see the sun shining?
Do you see the clouds parting?
Do you hear the sound of laughter?
Is this a dream, or all in my mind?
The light lifts me up, the ground left behind
The stars at my side
But I still hear the rain...