we're caught inside i feel around you.
there's no more light to pelt and melt the windows
...and i'll never drop the anchor
if you'll never stop the rain...and as she descends
her soldiers to try and win me over
i feel the sin, of feet washing frosted windows... and i'll never drop the anchor
if you'll never stop the rain
and we'll never have to feel
anything else again.
for once in the scene i can dream all the flowers in bloom
this garden will stay here and hold me for sister moon.
the higher we fly to her worship the crying monsoondon't let it end
'cause my sin is just beginning
i need you here
i need you to help me
i'll never drop the anchor
if you'll never stop the rain
...and we'll never have to feel anyone else again.now cry down, monsoon...
