It's a good thing tears never show in the pouring rain,
as if a good thing ever could make up for all the pain.
And now you're gone it's like an echo in my head,
and I remember every word you said.
For the first time there is no mercy in your eyes.
And I am helpless sometimes, wishing's just no good,
cause you don't see me like I wish you would.
Cause you never were, and you never will be mine.