When the dust settles, will there still be pain?
When the dust settles, will it rain?
After all this time, of making love and making rhyme, will all this heartache heal with time?
My love for you is strong and true,
just how much you'll never know...
But my pain inside, you'll see in time, as my scars continue to mount and grow...
I keep up the facade of nothing being wrong, as sad as it may seem...
But you my dear notice nothing, and our life remains a dream within a dream.
When the dust settles, will I be crying in the rain?
When the dust settles, how will I deal with all the pain?
With a c**k of the hammer, and a pull of the trigger,
all of my life flashes and flickers...
And I leave this world of mine...
When the dust settles.