"A Summer Without Rain... What of a summer without rain when the air's so still you can sense the earth's heartbeat and its pain, and life's so drained there are no more tears left to cry, when the emptiness inside makes you want to die. I've felt like this in years gone by, but now hope has dwindled and no one hears me sigh. and drying leaves and wrinkled brows seem the same somehow, and your love is something I can't live without. When my life's moving past the far side of the moon, when it's only June and I've no more prayers to pray, guess I'll just go ...away. copyright February 2000 Judith Anne Labriola
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