Do you see the hail hit on the door? I can feel it The silence golden in your soul Well, I can trace it We're face-to-face like wall-to-wall And it's so desolate Throwing roses on the floor And you're so complacent Facing down and you're looking up And it's eyes wide open You're holding on, I'm pushing back Oh, oh, oh You're facing down and I'm looking up And it's silence spoken You're holding on, I'm pushing back, back ♪ Well here comes the rain, it's rollin' Like a roller coaster You say it's calm but the skies are thin Oh, oh, oh Well here comes the crash and it's creeping in Is it ever over? You say it's calm, but when I'm gone Don't blame the weatherman Well here comes the rain, it's rollin' Like a roller coaster You say it's calm but the skies are thin Oh, oh, oh Well here comes the crash and it's creeping in Is it ever over? You say it's calm, but when I'm gone Don't blame the weatherman