Rain

Late one night In the light of my regretful thoughts, I found disgrace Painted gray Weary soul In the middle of the darkest night, my dirty heart Was dying black Wait for the rain, it'll wash it away Scars of time If your soul seems to be dirty and out of light Blame it on (the) time In the dark You decide to keep the pain away, patterns of suicide They should be kept aside Wait for the rain, it'll wash it away