I've been in the storm for too long,
but I gotta stay strong, gotta sing my song.
I want to tell my story, to be bound for glory,
but I seem to always be chasing the rain.
I don't want to keep singing the blues,
but I need to tell the news, need to pay my dues.
I want to break through the pain, open the drain,
but I just keep on chasing the rain.
I feel a need to scream and shout;
I want to run the route, let my anger out.
I want no more madness, no more sadness;
but something keeps me chasing the rain.
This seems to be the song of my life;
I want to stop the strife that cuts like a knife.
I want to see my healing begin, see the good side win;
seems I can never stop chasing the rain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem