Thursday, March 7, 2013

Post 195: Rain (9/4/09)

Rain (8/9/09 c, 9/4/09 w)

Was it May or December
That I found you outside all alone
When all the others ran away
Ran away from the tears of the sky
The tears falling from your eyes

Rain
It calls to mind that first day
The day when I realized that I was missing something, something in my life
Something I could never hold, unless I took the chance
And tried to hold your hand
Rain, in the mist was our first kiss
The first I love you
Whenever it rains
I think, I think of you

I never knew what I needed
Until I came up to you
You let me wipe the tears away
More importantly you told me you wanted me to stay
I swear, my life started that day
Anyway

Rain
It calls to mind that first day
The day when I realized that I was missing something, something in my life
Something I could never hold, unless I took the chance
And tried to hold your hand
Rain, in the mist was our first kiss
The first I love you
Whenever it rains
I think, I think of you

Now we’re standing, standing in a sea
As passersby run away
They will never know what they miss

In your white dress, a silent stream falls down your face
Now I know, now I know that this is the place
The place where my heart belongs

Rain
It calls to mind that first day
The day when I realized that I was missing something, something in my life
Something I could never hold, unless I took the chance
And tried to hold your hand
Rain, in the mist was our first kiss
The first I love you
Whenever it rains
I think, I think of you

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