Sound Of Rain
Sound Of Rain
The sound of rain mocks me;
Because once I danced in this shower,
Now, these drops make me flee.
With a hot cup of fresh coffee,
I look out the window,
The sound of rain mocks me.
I can only wonder if she
Also reminisces those days.
Now, these drops make me flee.
Everyone is busy as a bee,
With no life left to live;
The sound of rain mocks me.
Will, we ever be truly free,
To see a rainbow in the sky?
Now, these drops make me flee.
In the morning, the time is three,
I am still waiting.
The sound of rain mocks me,
Now, these drops make me flee.