Pierce The Morning Rain کے بول

Try the morning rain, it tastes the same But I don't blame the spit. Pulled one over but I stole her fair and square You must admit Pierced the morning rain My eyes again She can't go if I don't know I'm goin' in Had a look around, I scout the town And I refused to quit Causing quite a stir all over her Our bed, you must admit Pierce the morning rain I'm free again Others wouldn't stay I stuck to you, my friend I won't abide I'll bet on sky to get me through this life.