Let It Rain
Tears fall onto the steering wheel
Is this love I’m meant to feel?
But how could that possibly be true?
When my colour spectrum is forever blue
Gone is this woman I use to know
I sit and think as the streetlamps glow
Never tempted by pulling of the heart strings
And your touch and what feelings it brings
Each night I tell you to go and not come back
Every time I pin you down and prevent you to pack
Leave lipstick stains on your neck like Gretel’s trail
You’d return the gesture each time without fail
Clothes scatter the bedroom floor
How much more of this can we endure?
I cannot compare you to a summer’s day
As each season you continue to stay
We’re more a terrible winter’s evening
With high winds and blusterous dreaming
When we met, you were a man of many song
The passion is there, but the love does not belong
I wipe my tears but the thought will still remain
The canopy has opened, and for that let it rain
So I can either shout it from the white cliffs of Dover
Or whisper into your ear, that yes in fact it is over
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