Why does the sun shine?
I Begged you god to make it stop shine, you are not fair.
Oh lord set me free from my guilt and make it rain.
Haven't you punished me enough?
Stop, please, stop.
Make the rain swallow my tears, and let coldness make me forget.

I was wrong, I admit, I confess.
But isn't that enough? I will let you decide from now on.
You know better than I, I let you guide me trough the road.
The road that you have chosen, I will not fight against you again.
I'll be happy if you guide me.
So please give me rain, and I would feel your love like I once did.
You know the best god, I'm letting you take over.
You know better than I.