I wish I had seen the rain Falling down in his heart Erasing the loneliness of the pain Haunting the child or driving him insane I will find him, I will bless him, I will save him, Soon it will be The start of his dream Soon he'll be free Promise, I will save him I will I hope I made his memory from mine The angels are forgiving his time Of the lust, one more night His spirit and mine are now so fine What he sees is not illusion All his feelings are holy devotion The foolish poet's writing his destiny With his own pen, this is his reality