Disappointing changing seasons,
cold has come again.
Streets are flooded with excuses,
stories never end.
People
walking their delusion,
waiting through despair.
We must come to stand as one,
take the cross,
amen.
So when we're trying not to cry,
when we're walking in their shoes,
have you heard the news?
Have you seen the blind man in disguise,
looking for his eyes?
Hey,
have you seen the rain man looking to the sky,
begging for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't
always at night.
A man will hold a son and preach,
this world will not stand.
We are all a man,
just can't.
So will you hold my hand?
So when we're trying not to cry,
when we're walking in their shoes,
Hey,
have you seen the rain man looking to the sky,
begging for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night.
The darkest times
ain't always at night.