You tore apart my heart, I loved you from the start
But you couldn't take it, you couldn't take it
I gave you all my dreams, you tore them at the seams
And you couldn't take it, you couldn't take it now
This is the morning of the rain
This is the healing from the pain
This is the water for the stain
This is the morning of the rain
I cut a thousand lies, you acted so surprised
But you couldn't fake it, you couldn't fake it
My soul released a cry, and you could hear the sound
From London to Paris, Dublin to Nashville
This is the morning of the rain
This is the healing from the pain
This is the water for the stain
This is the morning of the rain
Oh, can you hear me when I'm calling?
Calling
Oh, can you hear me when I'm calling? Calling



Can you hear me when I'm down?
Oh, can you hear me when I'm falling, falling?
Oh, will I ever hit the ground?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This is the morning of the rain
This is the healing from the pain
This is the water for the slain
This is the morning of the rain
This is the morning of the rain
This is the morning of the rain
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