Sitting on the front porch. Rain is pouring down. News comes on the radio. There's trouble all around. . That's the way it always been. And the way it'll always be.
I've seen my heart get hurt. So many times I thought that it would die. I've found myself awake at nights. Where all I did was sit and cry. I'm not asking for your pity.
I've seen my heart get hurt. So many times I thought that it would die. I've found myself awake at nights. Where all I did was sit and cry. I'm not asking for your pity.