The rain is on the roof.
Hurry high, butterfly,
As clouds roll past my head.
I know why the skies all cry.
Om. Om. Heaven. Om.
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The Earth turns slowly round.
Far away, the distant sound
Is with us everyday.
Can you hear what it says?
Om. Om. Heaven. Om.
Lyric provided by http://www.poprockbands.com
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The rain is on the roof.
Hurry high, butterfly,
As clouds roll past my head.
I know why the skies all cry.
Om. Om. Heaven. Om.
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