Shouting At The Rain

I tried to sell my soul a million times

But never got an offer

No never heard a word returned out of the dark

Where I would throw my voice

Maybe I just haven't got the goods

Or maybe I've forgotten

The way to find that piece of me that's buried down below

But I hope that we can find it

Yeah hope that we can find it

Yeah hope that I can get back to the way I was

Back before we knew what I'd become

I know everything is a mess

But with a steady hand I can fix myself

I'm on the mend

I tried to give you all I had to give

But you just wouldn't take it

No you wouldn't hear the words I cried out in the dark

'Cause you had turned away

So maybe I still haven't got the goods

Or maybe you've forgotten

The way to see the piece of me that's buried down below

But I hope that you can find it

Yeah I hope that we can find it

Yeah I hope that we can find it

I hope that I can get back to the way I was

Back before we knew what I'd become

(But I hope that you can find it)

Get back to the way I was

Back before we knew what I'd become