The rain is falling down
Just as pure as tears from heaven
As if my sorrow has finally reached up high
After so many years of grieving
I wept because I was forsaken
Abandoned by the ones I held dear
I wept again 'cause no one heard me
My pleas for love fell on deaf ears
But now it seems I was mistaken
And I was the one who did abandon
It comes to find that I was blind
And slapped away love's outstretched hand
So I am still weeping, but for different reasons
My sisters will carry my tears up the sky
How long till this grief reaches heaven?
Or is that rain already falling down?