I fall asleep to the sound of pouring rain.
It's lashing down on my window pane.
I didn't see or speak to anybody today.
One of those lonely days, came my way.
The rain moves on, but I miss its sound.
It's a kind of comfort, to have it around.
But the rain filled clouds have give their all.
No more rain tonight, I think is set to fall.
So in near silence now, all quiet and still.
The last moments of today, I have to fill.
I'll fill them with thoughts of being with you.
At times like this, that's what I always do.