Rain

I sit on the train seeing different landscapes I think of the rain and the planet of the apes I see your face and miss the place where I first learned your name There's nothing to gain from when one just contemplates because that brings pain emotions that complicates still hear your voice above the noise won't you please speak your name I hope it's intact that strong impact we made on each other you made me react and here's a fact I don't want another Your name is Spain and I miss your rain.