Green leaves scattered out
In the yard, I stand with them
Look up, see the clouds.
That gray sky matches
My heart right now, can you see
This pain that I hide
A drop of rain falls.
I ask the sky for its help,
Will the sun return?
In the yard, I stand with them
Look up, see the clouds.
That gray sky matches
My heart right now, can you see
This pain that I hide
A drop of rain falls.
I ask the sky for its help,
Will the sun return?



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