The Rain

I walked into my room tonight
Was about to switch on my light

When I Saw the rain on my window pain

Every drop reminded me of you...

I don't remember that it rained when I was walking home from you

But now I sit and write I see my coat is soaked right through

I was deaf before and now I hear every drop hit glass

A drop for every time I sat and thought of you in class.

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