A/N My first attempt at making Owl City style lyrics.

I looked across the shore
And when I saw you
I thought at first, quite dimly
That it might have been the sunrise
Though I wasn't sure
That in the dead of night you hadn't woken me enough times
To get me up and moving

But in this empty house, I'm still echoing, singing to the rain
Help me, help me, I think I'm out of truth
I followed you across three years
I still wish you were here
But the funeral march can wait
Because I can still hear

The voice in the rain
So when the new days grow old

And I'm afraid
I'll see you again.