Sometimes I wake up by the door,
And heard you calling, must be waiting
for you,
Even that when we're already over,
I can't help myself from looking for
you,
I set fire to the rain,
Watched it pour as I touch your face,
Well, it burned while I cried,
'Cause I heard it screaming out your
name, your name
I set fire to the rain,
And I threw us into the flames,
Well, I felt something die,
'Cause I knew that that was the last
time, the last time…
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