Ashes the Rain and I
written: J. Walsh and D. Peters
Sometimes I sit and I stare at the rain
Isn't rain filled with sorrow?
Wonder if I'll see my home again
Will it be dry tomorrow?
Time passes softly and I'm a day older
But still I live in days gone by
Ashes to ashes, the rain's turning colder
Finding tomorrow, the ashes the rain and I