Listen to each drop of rain
whispering secrets in vain,
Frantically searching for someone to hear
their story before they hit ground.
Please don't let go!
Can't we stay for awhile?
It's just too hard to say goodbye.
Listen to the Rain!
Listen listen listen ... to the Rain
Weeping.
I stand alone in the storm.
Suddenly sweet words take hold:
"Hurry!" they say, "for you haven't much time!
"Open your eyes to the love around you;
"you may feel you're alone,
"but I'm here still with you.
"You can do what you dream,
"just remember to
"Listen to the Rain."
 NoensDarkness · Sat Feb 02, 2008 @ 07:34pm · 1 Comments |
