Rain falling on
Drops calling you:
Taste from my mild air
People walking on
Not knowing where
To hide their glance
In the darkening hours
They are trying to
Reach a piece of inner sense in them
In the darkening hours
They are trying to
Reach a piece of innocence still left
I’m standing by my window
Watching all the red lights
Burning in the dark night
Making someone warm, and
Drying all the drops that
Gave this lonely piece a touch of life again
Now,
I’m standing on the street
Just waiting for the rain to
Fall on me, all over me
Thinking of the past
That did not ever last,
Was lost in its
Infinity
In the night
When the paling moon is all,
Dressing my
Blameness
In the rainy night, when
Dark is there so tight that
Would you ever trust that
Someone would just ask if
You would really know is
Dew just the earth mother
Crying its pain
Close your eyes
Feel the rain
I’m standing by my window
Watching all the red lights
Burning in the dark night
Making someone warm, and
Drying all the drops that
Gave this lonely piece a touch of life again
Now,
I’m standing on the street
Just waiting for the rain to
Fall on me, all over me
Thinking of the past
That did not ever last,
Was lost in its
Infinity
In the night
Still standing there
Thinking of the rain and lights
Red they are still
Standing for
Loneliness and shamefulness
Still,
Keeping up their innocence
Fighting for their unsoiled mind, and
Living up their memories
Kept inside for
Never to forget.
