The Rain

In my room all day
with these open shades
watching all this rain
that sought me out, then found me
I swear, I’ve never seen
a downpour so extreme
I knew it had to mean
some metaphoric thing about me

Still, it hurts me to say
that I know that I’m to blame,
for my lack of words
and that face you made
And, now that cloudy day,
it storms my life,
from miles away,
and miles away
Now I keep far away
from the rain

We left the club so late
but it was not a date
Want to tell you straight
what I’d been keeping from you
Then you looked at me
and fumbled with your keys
I knew it had to be a sign,
but now this rain reminds me

how, it hurts me to say
that I know that I’m to blame,
for my lack of words
and that face you made
And, now that cloudy day,
it storms my life,
from miles away,
and miles away
Now I keep far away
from the rain

I recall the sky that night was clear,
so why does rain bring this to mind?
‘Cause every time it rains, it feels
the same as never sayin’ what I feel
and there’s no way I’d ever find

And, don’t you find it strange,
something like this could change
a clear night into rain?
Hope it won’t rain forever…