clouds roll under thunder, skies swell to the cold
indian rain hides my teardrops. how many rainbows can you hold?
why do we always question the innocence of home?
all the while they hold my boundaries, makin my way across your plain.
wide awake come monday morning, clouded images on hold
feeling the scrapes from other torment, facing the day across the grain
i see you've made the race, welcome to the room
a name without a face to hide within the womb
you've waited all of this time and followed me through my years
and now a guest in my place, i'll promise you the moon
though your body may be cold, burning fast is your soul
rest a**ured you're not alone, never try this on your own.
i see it in the eyes of people. that walk past me everyday
all the while they're cold, they just turn away
somewhere out on the ocean, the sea that keeps the stars in the sky
(we're) all alone
and time before time, we were amazed by what we've done
no thoughts will come over you, or make you feel inclined to
make changes to better you, just look away
didn't i tell you i was part in that? just another enigma in friday's sobriquet
a stranger in waiting, tomorrow's letters kept
didn't i tell you i never knew her name
i see you've joined the race welcome to the room
a name without a place to hide within the womb
you've waited all of this time i've followed you through the years
and now my time has come to introduce the moon
hear the cries across the counties, calling children to their homes
indian rain they hide the teardrops, of every warrior that comes home
wide awake on sunday morning, to witness their arms stretched as one
towards the heavens they lift their teardrops, sending one of the family to her grave
did you ever think to call, before closing the gate?
and now you land on my door
shedding your light on my doorway, and locking away my tears
wash away my tears.
you've got them thinking you were a star, the one god had sent to you
promising them a better way.
shine your light on my doorway, and make better all the years
with one touch of yours.
indian rain hides my teardrops. how many rainbows can you hold?
why do we always question the innocence of home?
all the while they hold my boundaries, makin my way across your plain.
wide awake come monday morning, clouded images on hold
feeling the scrapes from other torment, facing the day across the grain
i see you've made the race, welcome to the room
a name without a face to hide within the womb
you've waited all of this time and followed me through my years
and now a guest in my place, i'll promise you the moon
though your body may be cold, burning fast is your soul
rest a**ured you're not alone, never try this on your own.
i see it in the eyes of people. that walk past me everyday
all the while they're cold, they just turn away
somewhere out on the ocean, the sea that keeps the stars in the sky
(we're) all alone
and time before time, we were amazed by what we've done
no thoughts will come over you, or make you feel inclined to
make changes to better you, just look away
didn't i tell you i was part in that? just another enigma in friday's sobriquet
a stranger in waiting, tomorrow's letters kept
didn't i tell you i never knew her name
i see you've joined the race welcome to the room
a name without a place to hide within the womb
you've waited all of this time i've followed you through the years
and now my time has come to introduce the moon
hear the cries across the counties, calling children to their homes
indian rain they hide the teardrops, of every warrior that comes home
wide awake on sunday morning, to witness their arms stretched as one
towards the heavens they lift their teardrops, sending one of the family to her grave
did you ever think to call, before closing the gate?
and now you land on my door
shedding your light on my doorway, and locking away my tears
wash away my tears.
you've got them thinking you were a star, the one god had sent to you
promising them a better way.
shine your light on my doorway, and make better all the years
with one touch of yours.