History


Brought up under sheltering skies
A perfect surface- but the weatherman cries:
It's gonna rain! It's gonna rain someday!
When Dad walked out of that door
He left that little girl- left her so unsure: It's gonna rain someday!

History!
You're always part of someone's history
No, you can't flee somebody's past

Ain't it funny, how history revolves
Repeats itself and every problem you solve
Looks the same: again and again
Now you walk out of that door
Same old song: Leaving me unsure
It's gonna rain someday!

History!
You're always part of someone's history
No, you can't flee somebody's past