See the black clouds, they're eternal
But it never seems rain starts to fall


Oh I miss the rain and the scent of me
How can I really feel my soul is free?


Do you remember when it rained before
When the naked sun shined on sea shore?



How I wish the stars was still our guide through the blackened night?
And there was no dark cloud to surrender our thoughts



Can we sing again under the moonlight?



Can we touch a tree once again and smell the green?

Or run on grass and take the deepest breath?

Can we sing again under the moonlight?


See the black clouds, they're eternal
But it never seems..