F#
The burning desire to live and roam free
   A#m
It shines in the dark and it grows within me
       B
You're holding my hand but you don't understand
   C#                   C#sus4          C#
So where I am going you won't be in the end

    F#
I'm dreaming in colours of getting the chance
    A#m
I'm dreaming of China the perfect romance
    B
The search of the door to open your mind
    C#                     C#sus4   C#
The search of the cure of manki-------nd

                G#m
Help us, we're drowning
               C#      C#sus4     C#
So closed up inside

             F#                       A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
             D#m                      B
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
            F#                        A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
              D#m        C#              B
How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?

F#  A#m  B  C#  C#sus4  C#

    F#
I'm searching for answers not given for free
        A#m
They're living inside as they lie within me
        B
You're holding my hand but you don't understand
C#                   C#sus4      C#
Taking the road all alone in the end

   F#
I'm dreaming in colours, no boundaries again
   A#m
Dreaming the dream we all seem to share
    B
The search of the door to open your mind
    C#                     C#sus4    C#
The search of the cure of manki--------nd

                 G#m
Help us, we're drowning
              C#     C#sus4    C#
So closed up inside

            F#                         A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
            D#m                       B
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
            F#                        A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
              D#m        C#               B
How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?

F#  A#m  B  C#  C#sus4  C#

            F#                        A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
            D#m                        B
Why does it have to kill the ideal of who we are?
            F#                        A#m
Why does it rain, rain, rain down on utopia?
              D#m        C#               B
How will the lights die down, telling us who we are?
            F#
Why does it rain?