Now the clouds come in torrents,
Waves rise up high.
You always told me you wanted me
By your side.
Screaming hail falls from the sky,
It's the pouring rain that showers my mind.
Dripping wet I lie here crying,
A sad sight am I with no chance of drying.
The sun goes down and it tries to hide away,
The moon doesn't come up,
I fear that I'll stay.
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