We Still Believe

<p>I'm a man of sorrows, acquainted with grief. When newborns die and blood fills our streets And storms take lives And hollywood says lies And children cry</p><p>But I still believe. You can wash our streets, set the captives free and heal the leper lame Whoa And I won't stop Calling on your name</p><p>oh,oh, oh Call the broken ones with all that they have lost and all that they have seen and all of those who mourn and all of those who grieve</p><p>Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red. Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red.</p><p>A dark and iron curtain screams things will never change. And a cross on a hill screams won't be the same. A kingdom is at hand and the rain will come again. As centuries past</p><p>But I still believe. You can wash our streets, set the captives free and heal the leper lame Whoa And I won't stop Calling on your name</p><p>oh,oh, oh Call the broken ones with all that they have lost and all that they have seen and all of those who mourn and all of those who grieve</p><p>Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red. Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red.</p><p>In the desert, there's no clouds. Will the friendless, find a friend? The skies can't hold back, the rain from heaven. These red stains will be washed white by red.</p><p>oh,oh, oh Call the broken ones with all that they have lost and all that they have seen and all of those who mourn and all of those who grieve</p><p>Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red. Tonight. Tonight's the night it rains red.</p>