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Some make the changes in the daylight Others make the changes in the night
Some only read the rainbows Others only read the clouds in the sky
I don’t want to be the one to tell you that I don’t love the way I used to
Maybe I should leave tomorrow And set you free by the morning light
I’ll pack my bags of sorrow And leave ‘em by the door tonight
I don’t mind the rain on my head If only I believed in God, I’d ask
Him to help me find my way But I am faced with a world that does not
have the words to say So I will be the one to tell you
That I don’t love the way I used to
Glimmers of hope and time Will make it alright
So let’s try and make it last This one more night
I don’t mind the rain on my head Oh no