Drowning in my sorrows
And so it goes round and round and me in the middle is standing alone again with the fishes and the crows.
The crows laugh at me and bite at my heals. They hate me they do. I don't know why but It is how it is. Why must it be this way?
And it's a shame but I’m standing in the rain, with no umbrella or raincoat. No one to save me from drowning, no one at all
I'm freezing to death in this cold wretched rain, and the crows are still flying around laughing at me and saying scornful things.
But will the rain go away and the clouds as well? One does not know only time will tell. Hopefully soon I will see a rainbow in the midst.
The crows laugh at me and bite at my heals. They hate me they do. I don't know why but It is how it is. Why must it be this way?
And it's a shame but I’m standing in the rain, with no umbrella or raincoat. No one to save me from drowning, no one at all
I'm freezing to death in this cold wretched rain, and the crows are still flying around laughing at me and saying scornful things.
But will the rain go away and the clouds as well? One does not know only time will tell. Hopefully soon I will see a rainbow in the midst.