and the Rain
and the rain came
sprinkled on my window pain
came to touch my heart again
when I met you
You were there babe
clutching at my soul again
hoping you could be my friend
and I love you
Rain, rain
come again another day
go and give your dance a play
but far away from me
Rain, rain
come and see the garden grow
come and dance, put on your show
your two-faced way
She was all I hoped for me
she was all, she made me me
until you came
I’m not the same
Now look and see the flowers grow
through wind and rain and sleet and snow
but this I know, that you will pass
just tell me when, that will you pass
But pass you will, and all will see
the sun will show a brand new me
the rain will stop, and I’ll be free
I’ll start my way, a brand new day
poem by Tom Courtney
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