Listening closely to the rain
Watching the drops fall,
Against the window pane

Looking out into the sky
Shield my face
And start to cry

The rain is mocking me
Saying I'm too weak
Unfortunately I agree

Pictures flashing in the thunder
Do they miss me?
I don't know why I still wonder

Say they love me but they really don't
Will they ever miss me?
What was I thinking, of course they won't

I've given up once more
Already lost him
Time once again to ignore