RAIN FROM HAMIDA .. Original By : Cobra Sweat Matoa ° (Sastra Amardi)

RAIN FROM HAMIDA

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Original By : Cobra Sweat Matoa ° (Sastra Amardi) 

No one really knows
What goes on beyond
The sphere of blue and green
No one really knows
How often you cry
And why
It rains when you wash your car

No one really knows
Why the hummingbird flies
And dies
So soon
for who you are,
not for who you act like.

No matter what you say or do I will always love you.
In my heart your that special one.

when we scream or shout.
You act foolish with what you say
but I understand in all kinds of ways.
I love you for who you are,I sit here and wonder whom you’re thinking Love Rain from Hamida


not for who you act like.
No matter what you say or do I will

always love you.
No one really knows
Why imagination can only be grasped
In dreams
And words

for who you are,
not for who you act like.

No matter what you say or do I will always love you.
In my heart your that special one.
the part that isn't done. I love
when you bring me out. I hate

when we scream or shout.
You act foolish with what you say
but I understand in all kinds of ways.
I love you for who you are,
I sit here and wonder whom you’re thinking Love Rain from Hamida  

not for who you act like.
No matter what you say or do I will

 I sit here thinking alone in the rain,
thinking of my sorrow, misery, and pain.

always love you.
No one really knows
Why lust is more persuasive than love
Why men are stronger
And women are softer

It’s like the sky is crying and I am too,
thinking of how I’m missing you.
I miss your hugs and gentle touch,
and the way you tell me you care for me so much.

As I sit here watching the storm roll on,
all I think about is you, and how you are gone.
As I look at the dark clouds above,
I sit here and wonder whom you’re thinking Love Rain from Hamida

RAIN FROM HAMIDA

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Original By : Cobra Sweat Matoa ° (Sastra Amardi) 

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