now the rain is pooring down
in the city of fools
im looking for the right path
the one which is safe
the one where my love waits
no hope for tomorrow
no hope of finding the path
now baby its killing me
i need you to be around
this land is a better land
when your in my world
the storm is coming
and its coming fast
and i dont want to be stuck in the past
so all i can do now is wait
wait for the strom to come
and wait for the strom to end
no hope for tomorrow
no hope of finding the path
the path which is safe
the path where my love waits
now baby its killing me
