It was raining last night. It's dark and cold.
I'm all wet and I don't even have a coat.
Standing on the street, waiting to get a ride.
Beside of a post with a blinking light.
I can feel in my face as my tears fall.
Never in my life have I felt so resentful.
When she told me that she's getting married,
it's like the world is going to an end.
The girl that gives me strength and inspires me,
stays in my dreams and forever will be.
Finally, I got a ride and a passenger asked me;
Are you crying, mister? Are you okay?
I am okay ma'am and these are not tears from my eye,
but these are tears from the sky.

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