Standing by the lakeshore as I smell the scent of rain
your face drifts into my mind this evening again
each raindrop whispers into my ears your beautiful name
and reminds me of the words we shared years ago with them.
I remember close eyed you used to listen to their song
and with raindrops my fingers would start a journey long
a journey across your face upto the beautiful chin
those moments of love so precious I'm carrying within.
Scent of rain always open a secret door in my heart
your name is still there and will never depart
I know one day time will close that door again
until another evening comes with this nostalgic rain.