I am full of faults
and full of flaws...

There's not a care in the world-
no worry, no sorrow...

She waits on the grassy hill for that one chance
she waits for the rain to fall silently upon her...

Rain gently pitter-patters against the window...
life is one long chorus and refrain...

How am I to cope in a life without you,
a life in which every shade I look at always seems...