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Text: Hannah Montana. Silver Rain.

So I guess I just let the silver rain,
Fall down on my face
And wash away the pain

And I guess that I will always carry your heart,
Carry the blame,
I don't know what to do, you keep leaving me, and I keep cursing on you.
Its 3 am and your sleeping sound,
But I lay wide-awake, thinking
Why I am so broken,

I wanna move on a go,
You said I'm week and it shows
And the silver lined cloud blows,

Silver rain, oh I guess ill just let the.
Silver rain; fall down on my face,
Let it wash away the pain.
Oh, ill keep my window open,
I really hope you come in, with the silver rain.

Ill let, you bring me down for now,
But I would let you play me, like a rag doll
You wont get away with much anymore.
I'm stronger then I was before.
You hurt the wrong kinda heart, you tore it apart

Now I'm sitting in my empty bed, all alone,
Watching my room flood with

Silver rain, oh I guess ill just let the.
Silver rain; fall down on my face,
Let it wash away the pain.
Oh, ill keep my window open,
I really hope you come in, with the silver rain.

I said I wanna move on and go
You said I'm week and it shows
Before you give me that rose,
I fly away with the crows,
Just so nobody knows,
What kinda path I chose

Gotta learn to live without you.

Silver rain, oh I guess ill just let the.
Silver rain; fall down on my face,
Let it wash away the pain.
Oh, ill keep my window open,
I really hope you come in, with the silver rain.