I know it's hard
In a world gone mad
To find the truth
To Understand
And I know it's hard
To turn the page
To walk the line
To have the faith
But sometimes when it's light
And you can't see
Sometimes when this world
Just seems to be so cold
Sometimes when you're lost at sea
Drowning in your pain
Sometimes the sun shines
Through the rain
I know it's hard
In a world so cold
To feel the love
I know it's hard
And I know it's true
That in the end
We all find our way
And that's life my friend
But sometimes when it's light
And you can't see
Sometimes when this world
Just seems to be so cold
Sometimes when you're lost at sea
Drowning in your pain
Sometimes the sun shines
Through the rain
World keeps turning
Nothing changes
Hope this time
We can rearrange the stars
It can't be that hard no
Sometimes when it's light
And you can't see
Sometimes when this world
Just seems to be so cold
Sometimes when you're lost at sea
Drowning in your pain
Sometimes the sun shines
Through the rain
Sometimes when it's light
And you can't see
Sometimes when this world
Just seems to be so cold
Sometimes when you're lost at sea
Drowning in your pain
Sometimes the sun shines
Through the rain
Ooo let it shine
Shine through the rain
Ooo let it shine
Shine through the rain
Sometimes the sun shines through the rain
Don't you know it's gonna shine yea
Shining down on you
Sometimes the sun shines through the rain
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