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by Red Jul 20, 2006 category : Love, romance / lost love
I think that it is raining Raining with your tears That wash down your face Taking away your beauty As you cry For her There you sit alone Playing your old guitar Under the willow Singing yours and her song Alone now Hoping that she will hear Hoping that she will come back Into your arms I think that it is raining With your tears As you are alone No one else to hold But your old guitar And rusty notes Singing the once joyful tone Now a flat cold one The once tunes Of hushed love Are now the death whispers Of long ago So there you sit Alone with your song Waiting for her to come back home Into your arms When are you going To see that’s she's never coming back Never going to feel her warmth So here is my tear For you As I watch you as you grieve for her As I grieve for you As you will never see me