Tekster: Mary J Blige. Growing Pains. Smoke.

Maybe it'll rain today
And I won't have to leave my room
Givin' me the time
I need to get rid of your things

Enough procrastinating
For reasons that only I know
But I'm afraid to ask the mirror
The answers may sting

Oh, and the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is supposed to make sense
But it don't

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the paint, take it away
I can feel the heat on my face

Ooh, holding on isn't healthy
But it's killin' me to let go
Trying to stare at your picture
But I can't see it for all this smoke
Not for all the smoke, oh

Oh, and the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is supposed to make sense
But it don't, but it don't
It don't, it don't, oh, it don't

Maybe it'll rain today
And I won't have to leave my room
Givin' me the time
To get rid of your things

Oh, and the smoke
In my eyes makes it hard not to cry
Why you gone?
The reason is supposed to make sense
But it don't

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain, take it away
(Be so beautiful)
I can feel the heat on my face
(It would be so beautiful)

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain, take it away
(So beautiful)
I can feel the heat on my face

Give me something to spark the flame
Take away the pain, take it away
I can feel the heat on my