It rained the other night....it rained today as well.. the drops soaked your tears the other night..
Today..it washed..away my fears...
Today..it washed..away my fears...
The rain of the yesteryears.. spoke to me instead of you.. the rain of today.. aah..well..it looked for you ..
The rain.. of the other night...made me lose you somewhere..
today..the rain..nudged me to be lost again..
The rain.. of the other night...made me lose you somewhere..
today..the rain..nudged me to be lost again..
Well..
the rain of that night....or the rain of today.. not only bespoke of our lovelorn.. days.. but it spoke about the pain I would face in the corner of my room..a little drained.'..
the rain of that night....or the rain of today.. not only bespoke of our lovelorn.. days.. but it spoke about the pain I would face in the corner of my room..a little drained.'..
With a torn piece of your name.. a curled up photo...a..courier full of memories.. and a hand written signature ..of an unfinished surname..
Of all the things ....the rain is all I could give you tonight.. all I could spare from a selfish bit of our memoirs..
So if tonight you felt the kiss of the rain on your face.. if tonight you felt the breeze breathe down your neck.. if tonight you felt a leaf touch your feet..if tonight you heard your name by the whistling wind..
Well.. no brownies for guessing.. it was.. hmm..aah well ..
Not me..
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