I have danced in the rain of my emotions Knowing well, that in time, my fears would soon be dry Having no thought of tomorrow's truth, I continue to dance Pouring rain has splashed on my brow; hard, bitter rain Resting on the soil of my pain where love grows Having no passion for tomorrow, I bow one knee and cough I raised my eyes to see the sun, but fear splashed in Am I forever blinded by the passion of the rain Having no hope for tomorrow, I sing and dance for truth © 1997 james olmos o_jimmy@yahoo.com This page hosted by Get your own Free Home Page