A coat in black is lying there,
like the memories we had are still there.
Here I am reminiscing in the rain,
cherishing and that amorousness for you never ends.
Now I am in the bottomless pit,
knowing that you are out of my grasp.
The past we had, my brain is playing it.
Will that scrunch coat of yours ever be straight?
I might not be strong enough to change the future,
however the past is sauntering away from me,
it is moving away celestially, that picture...
If I was in love with you, will Jehovah let us be?
