It's raining as I stand outside,
And think of your pretty face.
I can feel the drops fall on my head,
I'm cold, I should leave this place.
But then a drop fell into my mouth,
And I felt real bliss.
I closed my eyes and dreamed,
Dreamed of your kiss.
As I stood there, facing the sky,
I kissed the rain.
But this rain that embraced me,
Could not ease my pain.
I felt alone, unloved,
I screamed for rescue.
But all I have is the rain,
The rain that is you.
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