In My Song
I heard the rain coming down and thought of a different time…
Wondered if it was you crying across your world to mine…
Now I try to fall asleep with a picture of another day…
Dreams encircle my mind in their own cruel way…
Morning came and the rain had stopped, did it mean there was a smile…
I walked through the day looking to the sky if only for a while…
We made choices that were for the best but still we remember…
The past fell through the door like summer to September…
I lay my head in a peaceful place and I wish the same for you…
The rain will never be the same from where we came through…
I see you in the sky and you hear me in a song…
Pages turned and credits ran over coming right and wrong…
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2013
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