| My mother always said to me, «Be honest to yourself
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| And always be the best that you can be
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| Never let life pass you by», was her philosophy
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| But I never saw the tears she cried
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| You can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling
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| Can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling down
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| There comes a time when every boy
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| Grows up to be himself
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| Always searching for the perfect plan
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| To define his rite of passage, his responsibility
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| So he can do the best he can
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| But you can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling
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| Can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling down
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| If we knew what we know now, we’d probably change
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| How we’ve handled humanity
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| So we have to believe we have come to our senses
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| In truth and sincerity
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| You can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling
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| Can’t stop the rain falling
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| Stop the rain falling
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| You can’t stop the rain falling down |