Inside every memory of you and me, the rain begins to fall. In an ocean of fears i know won't be leaving me at all. All your everlasting words in dead old letters prophedied the end but I never ever stop believing our wasted souls are bent.
When you call me I'll be there guide you. When you call me I'll be there for you. When you call me I'll be there to guide you. When call me I'll be there for you you.
I'm remembering the scars and wounds I know you suffered from the rain. Is there anything that I can to free your soul from all the With your everlasting words you tried so hard to tell me that you're gone but i ever start believing that you leave me all alone.
When you call I'll be there to guide you. When you call me I'll be there for you. When you call me I'll be there to guide you. When you call me be there for you you.