Rain
She is lovely in her flowery dress
Raindrops keep falling from the skies above
She looks up to the deluge of kisses
As if she were waiting for her true love
She is lovely in her flowery dress
Raindrops keep falling from the skies above
She looks up to the deluge of kisses
As if she were waiting for her true love
She comes but once a year and plagues the land
With her ruthless and unyielding fury
Even the strongest and bravest be dammed
Songs have been written of her treachery
She sways like a flower amidst the wind
Bending but never breaking with each blow
She dances with grace even in the rain
Steady and unshaken, always aglow
She had her hair done up, a chestnut shade
As the sun illuminated her face
She was lost in a book, I am afraid
Perhaps she was in some mythical place
The tide dwindled as it returned to sea
Baring the shores when the water ran dry
Just like my crushed heart when you walked away
Left with nothing, not even tears to cry