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Text: Anastacia. Not That Kind. Who's Gonna Stop The Rain.

There is no rose without a thorn
No rain without the storm
There is no laughter without tears
No wisdom without years

In a world gone crazy, torn between the roads
That we must choose, win or lose
If every soul should lose its way, if every face should lose its name
Tell me who's gonna stop the rain?

Each day another boy and girl
Sets foot into this world
One reaches out to touch the sky
One never learns to fly

Where is it written in the stone
That any child should walk alone out on their own?
If no one tries to end this game or find a way to ease the pain
Tell me who's gonna stop the rain?
Who's gonna stop the rain? I said who's gonna stop the rain?

How many rivers must we cross before we learn
That the flood is rising high and the bridges all have burned
Each time another dream is washed into the sea
It's another piece of you, it's another piece of me, oh yeah

Sure as the blood runs through your veins
Sure as the falling rain, oh yeah
We'll taste the tears of each defeat
The bitter and the sweet, yeah, oh yeah

As the days grow colder, wonder if we'll ever see the sun
When winter comes, yeah yeah
If no one stands to take the weight, if no one answers to the blame
Tell me who's gonna stop the rain?

Who's gonna stop the rain?
If every soul should lose its way, if every face should lose its name
If no one tries to end this game or find a way to ease the pain
Who's gonna stop the rain?

If no one stands to take the weight, if no one answers to the blame
Tell me who's gonna stop? Who's gonna stop the rain?
Who's gonna stop the rain?
I said yeah, yeah, yeah