Broadway In the Rain

Forgotten words, nostalgic tunes They seem to fill my wasteland head, A neon sign, a flash of light, A life I sometimes leave for dead. Reminding me of wondrous senses, A vision honed that will remain, And I hear heady warm cadences On that Broadway in the rain. A fleeting breath, a passing sigh Deposits secrets in my mind, A scarlet dress, a lipstick trace, A passion raw and unrefined. Excites me with a wild emotion, Decrees a seething water main Erupt and make a midnight ocean On that Broadway in the rain. A sweet refrain, your siren song Magnetically pulls me to the night; My sheltered heart, umbrella soul, A secret gift of second sight. Predicting I will some day meet you, An angel for my devils pain, And with a kiss I’d gently greet you On that Broadway in the rain.