Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Annie Herring
Days like these
When I can't see the trees
I only see the life
Running through them then I know
That's the way You run through me
I'm like a tree
Days like these
When I can't see the clouds
I only see the rain
Stored up inside them and then I know
Living tears inside me like a cloud
I'm raining out loud
I love You, I love You