I HEAR THE DRIZZLE OF THE RAIN
LIKE A MEMORY IT FALLS
SOFT AND WARM, CONTINUALLY
TAPPING ON
MY ROOF AND WALLS
MY MIND'S DISTRACTED
AND CONFUSED
MY THOUGHTS ARE
MANY MILES AWAY
THEY LIE WITH YOU
WHEN YOU'RE ASLEEP
KISS YOU WHEN YOU
START THE DAY
AND AS I WATCH
THE DROPS OF RAIN
WEAVE THEIR WEARY
PATHS AND DIE
I KNOW THAT I
AM LIKE THE RAIN
THERE BEFORE
THE GRACE OF YOU GO I...