They both fall to the ground,
The two can come singularly or as a train;
Is there much of a difference,
In tear drops and the rain?
Both so wet and full of power,
Each one with its own creator;
Whether it be the broken heart of a girl,
Or the wind exchange of the cloud trader.
Tell me if there is a difference,
In tear drops and the rain;
Both have such an importance,
One bringing life and the other showing pain.
One could create a flood from rain,
Another from the tears they cry;
So how can you tell me there is a difference,
When neither can leave you with a simple good-bye?
