Samstag, 13. November 2010




I hear the drizzle of the rain,
Like a memory it falls
soft and warm continuing ,
Tapping on my roof and walls.

And from the shelter of my mind,
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain drenched streets,
To england where my heart lies.

My mind's distracted and diffused,
My thoughts are many miles away...
They lie with you when you're asleep,
Kiss you when you start your day.


And the song i was writing, is left undone
I don't know why i spend my time
Writing songs i can't believe
With words that tear and strain to rhyme

And so you see i have come to doubt
All that i once held as true
I stand alone without beliefs
The only truth i know is you.


And as i watch the drops of rain
Weave thier weary paths and die
I know that i am like the rain
There but for the grace of you, go I.


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