Why does it rain, rain, rain down on Utopia
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on Utopia
And when the lights die down, telling us who we are
Why does it rain?
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on Utopia
And when the lights die down, telling us who we are
Why does it rain?
