We walked the narrow path, beneath the smoking skies.
Sometimes you can barely tell the difference between darkness and light.
Do you have faith in what we believe?
The truest test is when we cannot, when we cannot see.

I hear pounding feet in the,
In the streets below, and the,
And the women crying and the,
And the children know that there,
That there's something wrong,
And it's hard to believe that
Love will prevail.

Oh it won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won't fall forever.

Oh, when I'm lonely, I lie awake at night and I wish you were here.
I miss you. Can you tell me is there something more to believe in?
Or is this all there is?

In the pounding feet, in the,
In the streets below, and the,
And the window breaks and,
And a woman falls, there's,
There's something wrong, it's,
It's so hard to believe that love will prevail.

Oh it won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall
Forever.

Last night I had a dream.
You came into my room, you took me into your arms.
Whispering and kissing me, and telling me to still believe.
Within the emptiness of the burning cities against which we save our darkest
Selves...

Until I felt safe and warm.
I fell asleep in your arms.
When I awoke I cried again for you were gone.
Oh, can you hear me?

It won't rain all the time.
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won't fall forever.
It won't rain all the time
The sky won't fall forever.
And though the night seems long,
Your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall, your tears won't fall
Forever.