"...And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me.
And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves.
And the cracks, in our lives, like a cracks upon the ground.
They are sealed, and are now, washed away.
He tell me we can start the rain.
He tell me that we all can change.
He tell me we can find something to wash the tears away..."