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Sunny Days


Sunny Days, but I still feel the rain,

The old me died years ago, but I still feel his pain,

Alone, I found me some fun,

That numbs the pain, that shields me from the rain,

Yes, I've already told you,

I'm not the same, not the same,

No matter where I go, I can't help but show,

I still feel his pain,

No matter were I go, I'm helpless to know,

I still his pain,

My sunny days, are in the rain.

By: D'Andre Brown

 

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