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Look at me, look at you Searching for the purest blue It's a thirst so hard to quench And we're waiting And we're waiting And we're wating Occasional showers never drench We're waiting for the flood Take a glimpse behind the veil Set you sights upon the grail Then have it taken from hands And you're waiting And you're waiting And you're waiting All your colours turn to pale Seems all that we get here are showers Take a look at all the flowers Relying on the showers For their life's blood For their life's blood For their life's blood Bet that water sure tastes good We're waiting for the flood From Letras Mania