The Rain by Ne-yo
Twenty-seventh of January,
I think he died a year ago today.
She's crying on my shoulder and begging me to make the hurting go away.
Pretty brown eyes, tears full of guilt.
A heart full of pain and fear.
I want to tell her it's okay but we both know she's the reason he's not here.
(mMm)
I keep on crying but it doesn't seem to help at all
(Seem to help at all)
With every single tear drop, it's like another rain drop falls.
And I would if I could but the try would be in vain.
Said no matter what I do, I can't stop the rain.
So I cry (Oooh)
I can't stop the rain, stop the rain (Oooh)
I can't stop the rain, stop the rain
If I could, know I would but the try would be in vain.
So I cry oooh, I can't stop the rain, stop the rain.
Faded picture in a little gold locket.
But she never takes it off.
I know its small but its heavy,
Cause it's filled with the guilt of knowing she's why his life is lost.
I feel bad for her but I'm having mixed emotions.
Cause he was a friend of mine.
And somewhere in the deepest, darkest part of my mind.
I wish it was her that got that knife.
(Mm)
I keep on crying but it doesn't seem to help at all
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