I can hear the rain begin
The moment you leave.
I feel far, far away from the you that I have always known.
(Closer, at times, to someone new
A you who's grown and changed like me
But inside, there are new things
That I cannot feel or know or see.)
I will sleep and dream to wash out the pain that I
Felt at your swift goodbye.
I will pray, God, it is my hope
Beyond hope, to see his heart set free.
But neither is my heart at ease.
Please, don't let this be
The end.