Starring out my window this December rainy night,

all I can do is long for you again.

Sometimes I feel I’m over you, like maybe I just might

move on and forget about all that’s been.

 

But as the raindrops fall, all of the tears I hold inside

come tumbling down as blue skies turn to grey.

And then it doesn’t matter much, how hard I have tried

to let you go and go another way.

 

I watch the drops upon the glass, as trickling water flows

like memories of the times that you and I

spent falling ever more in love. I guess that’s how it goes,

for all too soon we had to say goodbye.

 

And now you’re there and I’m still here, trying to start again.

Tomorrow once again I’ll let you go.

But for tonight, I’ll watch the rain and dream of the time when

that day comes then… love will be all we know.