Intro 2x: The drought was the very worst When the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst It was months, and months of back and forth You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore Pré-Refrão: Hung my head, as I lost the war, and the sky turned black like a perfect storm Refrão: The Rain came pouring down when I was drowning That's when I could finally breathe And by morning, gone was any trace of you, I think I am finally clean