Raindrops
Huge, cold, wet
Splattering the ground
Splashing mud on my jeans
But I'm not moving
Not even a step
I'm waiting, you see
Waiting for you to let me in
To open the door
I won't go anywhere
I'll wait in the rain
The sunshine, the snow
Through fog and hail
And whatever else God can throw
Because I think I love you
No, I don't think
I know.