It's raining and cold

Tears from heaven.

Hell on earth here in my bed.

They don't leave my side,

Hanging on tight. 

Eyes tightly closed,

Pretend they're not there. 

Count them away, 

Ten, nine, eight,

Laughing again. 

Dawn arrives it worse this time.

Now I can't see them.

I know they're not there.

So why are they laughing?

I am trying my best. 

Can't keep it going 

From them there's no rest.